Emily & OPEN
Emily had come in holding Ollie's hand, her plus one. She glanced around the venue with a bright smile, this looked nice, very tasteful, very...James. Instead of wearing her usual going out clothes Emily opted to wear an actual for real dress with heels to boot! She thought James would appreciate that also Ollie's expression when she came out was worth the awkwardness.
The two had separated for a moment as Emily went to check out the food. It was then that she grimaced at her choice in outfits that night. White. If she spilled something it would never come out...ever. And she wasn't the most coordinate girl so if something could spill...it would. So eating...out of the question...drinking too. Just awesome. She just had to wear the stupid dress and heels. Heels were made to torture women, that's the fact. Sure she knew that Mongolian horsemen were among the first to use heels as means to keep their feet from sliding out of their stirrups, but that is not the point! They were horrible and painful and they honestly could not make her legs and butt look that amazing.
So she gave a little pout and started carefully sipping the water she ordered. At least water wouldn't stain her dress...she hoped.