𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐃 | CHAPTER TWELVE ( THAT DAMN BLACK DRESS )
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THE NIGHT OF Stark's party— Stark's event, had finally arrived. Well, for Atlas there was no finally. The night had simply just... arrived.
Atlas was currently in his room, accompanied by Thor, adding the remaining touches to his outfit by putting on his watch.
For tonight's event, said outfit consisted of black suit pants with a white button-up shirt tucked into them, along with a matching suit jacket. Then to finish it off, the Odinson family ring sat comfortably on his finger.
He didn't have a tie on him and neither did Thor, so Atlas decided to just go without one. And besides, Atlas thought it looked better with a button or two undone anyway. He figured he was dressed up enough.
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"So," Thor sat down on the armchair in Atlas' room, tossing over Atlas' suit jacket. "What are tonight's rules?"
Atlas' face scrunched. He made eye contact with Thor through the mirror to see if he was kidding or not. "Oh you were serious before?"
"I was." Thor nodded. "I am."
"Alright," Atlas sighed and scratched the back of his head as he tried to recall what Thor had told him earlier. "No giving humans Asgardian liquor?"
