Charlotte and Open
Lottie...loved...parties. Actually, she just loved spending time with people. She was waring a big glitter-fied name tag that had "Charlotte Roper" proudly written on it, figuring that maybe it'd help things given how many people where actually there. Lottie had maybe been there for all of ten minutes when she'd spotted her father and accidentally freaked him out by proclaiming herself his daughter. He seemed rather shocked by that...and actually had called her by the wrong name. Hmmm...interesting.
But no matter for that at the moment, she'd dig into that later. In the mean time, after she'd given her father a giant hug she'd bounced over to the food table and gotten herself a big old pile of strawberries on her plate. Because...strawberries! She stood and was eating them one by one as she tapped her feet to the rhythm of the music that was playing in the back ground, trying very hard not to think about what was happening at home. About possibly losing her spot with the new company she'd signed with. Nope...she had to keep thinking positive. This would all be fixed soon, and she'd be back home in no time...right? Right.