❝bad girls, see them out on the street at night.❞
follow the life of jamie boyd, a 30 something year old as she is looking for love in the big apple.
( maleoc x femoc)
(lowercase intended)
(october 18 - ongoing)
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! BAD GIRLS ! BAD GIRLS !
( a sex and the city fic )
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PLAZA HOTEL new york, new york 7:30pm
i found myself in the elegant ballroom of the plaza hotel, surrounded by the lavish decor and the sophisticated crowd. it felt like a glamorous throwback to the golden age of hollywood.
i had chosen a simple yet elegant black cocktail dress for the occasion, complete with a modest sweetheart neckline. i accessorized with a pair of sparkling earrings and a pair of black stiletto heels.
the atmosphere at the event was a mix of glitz and glamour, with guests dressed in their best cocktail attire. the room was filled with muted chatter and soft piano music. it was the perfect setting for a high-society event.
i stood off to the side of the room with a glass of champagne in hand before i spotted the group of women i had become acquainted with and started making my way over to them.
miranda, charlotte, and samantha were huddled together, already two glasses of champagne in when i approached. they looked absolutely stunning in their evening wear.
as i walked over to them, miranda's eyes landed on me first. "well, if it isn't the woman with the highest standards." she teased.
i chuckled and rolled my eyes. "yes, yes. i'm picky, i know." i replied before glancing around the room. my eyes landed on a group of men talking by the bar.
"see anyone who catches your eye?" charlotte asked, also noticing my gaze. samantha and miranda followed my stare.
i did a small frown as i focused on the guys' fingers. "they're all married." i said as i looked back at the girls.
"and you can tell just from looking at them?" charlotte questioned.
"the rings, charlotte." samantha said as she took a sip from her champagne.
"oh..." charlotte said, slightly embarrassed that she missed the rings.
miranda leaned in closer to me, her dark eyes curious. "how did you even notice the rings from all the way over here?"
