The problem with escaping to one of these parties is that she has no idea what to do with herself. The Judge has held a few at their household, but she did very little there. No one dared ask her to dance. So mostly she had occupied the corner, of stared out the window. If she had been approached, she hadn't noticed.
But now here she is, among hundreds of people, and in quite over her head. She lets out a startled noise when she's bumped into, so lost was she in her own thoughts, and her hands fly to her mouth. "No -- forgive me. My head was in the clouds."
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Date: 2020-09-03 12:05 am (UTC)But now here she is, among hundreds of people, and in quite over her head. She lets out a startled noise when she's bumped into, so lost was she in her own thoughts, and her hands fly to her mouth. "No -- forgive me. My head was in the clouds."