damia/sky | earlyish
This time, Sky jumped and let out a low squeal under his breath. Then, after a quick recovery, he gritted his teeth and turned, saying, "What the fu--" before recognizing the blonde woman. Shit.
Sky wrinkled his nose and popped another truffle into his mouth. "I'm allowed to be here. Was invited just like everyone else here." And he was exactly where he wanted and needed to be, to boot: with the food.