The Beginning of the end (WIP)

The Beginning of the end (WIP)

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Events such as this one normally went on for hours on end, with young ladies and gentlemen sneaking off into the halls trying to be secretive, but their parents knew exactly where they were and when they returned home, would get an hour or so of lectures on how terrible it was to have a reputation, and that they needed to start acting their ages, for they were no longer a young child. Young boys sneaking drinks off of the trays that revolved around the room. The girls who had just been part of that year's debutante ball, being introduced to some old unmarried man with a large fortune, or young men with no idea how to talk to a person of the female gender. There was one of the gentlemen who wasn't dancing, he moved with a drunken swagger, but his eyes were sober. She felt her stomach drop as he came nearer to her, and she took a deep inhale. He wasn't anyone she recognized, and maybe he was heading towards someone else with such determination written all over his face. He came to stop in front of her and smiled. "I don't believe we've had the chance to be introduced." Lorena dipped her chin in acknowledgement, "I am Aaron Ryder, and you are?"
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