Astrid and Open Astrid showed up at what she considered fashionably late. She had actually debated whether or not she should go, since following up on her promise to Ram had given her an answer she wasn’t quite sure what to do with yet – the physical evidence of said answer now nestled safely in her cleavage. She pulled on her mask and strode into the party, choosing to hold her head high, and save the predictions for the future for later, even if later was as soon as Ram wanted to compare notes.
She stopped by the bar, waiting patiently until there was room for her to go ger herself a drink.