Once again her father had called upon her to be his daughter, put on the show of being the perfect family, at least they would be alcohol and it was for a good cause at least even if was just a publicity stunt of her fathers.
a charity ball for the funding of research for a vaccine or cure for the AMS virus that was currently spreading across the galaxy. She couldn’t argue against and her father knew that and if she didn’t turn up people would talk and they both wouldn’t like that.
She signed and took a sip of her champagne, standing in a green dress with an Iridescent gold pattern across the surface. The guests were beginning to arrive, her father and mother greeting a few of them at the door while she hung in the back watching from a distance, scanning for any interesting attendees amongst the regulars of high society.
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