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Another day, another party in New York, New York. Evelyn had just finished a gig at one of the Fashion Shows in the city when she got invited back to a huge Socialite party where all the stars and rich were found. Being who she was, she of course wanted to attend as she got the perfect dress to show off her beauty her mother had gifted her. Wondering if she would see anyone she knew, Evelyn stood with the other models who had been invited but did not talk much as she was one to people watch. They were all talking about who they wanted to get with or what drama would happen. Smirking in the corner, Evelyn knew that she would find some sort of fun of her own this evening as she always did. The doors opened to a penthouse in one of the tall buildings in New York as she saw the party bustling in front of her. Following the others out of the elevators and unto the floor she made her way around trying to see who was there. Looking around the room it seemed that a balcony was off to the side that seemed a little reserved which might be a place to go if she found someone who wanted a little fun tonight. That was when someone grabbed her ass. Turning she had a raised eyebrow "Excuse me, that is not yours to touch?" @ Arsen Harrington

Arsen had certainly never been the type of rich kid that felt the need to apologize for his privilege. His wealth and his family's status was just something that was a part of him and was as normal to him as other things were to other people. It just never occurred to him that he needed to apologize for it. But he had grown more and more aware of what it meant to be him and what meant for people around him. He was never going to be the type of guy that flaunted his money in an obvious sort of way. He simply liked to take care of himself and was very much generous with the people around him. He had invited James on this trip and there was nothing about it that Arsen hadn't taken care of beforehand. He just wanted them to focus on having a good time. "Plane food isn't the best. Even if you are sitting in business or first class. I always just focus on having a good drink." Or more than a couple but that was besides the point. "Probably a pair of dark jeans and a leather jacket. Spanish girls always like that look. At least, I've never had an issue with it whenever I come here. Maybe they just like me wearing it." He chuckled, knowing he was making himself sound like such an ass but his tone made it charming as well. "What about you? I mean, none of the clubs I like to go are anything fancy. They are just pretty cool with a lot of people. I want something chill."