2 hours before the party
Blake stepped out of the limo with his manager in tow. Sometimes at events like this with affluent attendees, the event would offer stylists to prepare for the party. Well, after choosing an outfit and getting dressed, Blake walked down the long hallway with his manager at his side showing him where to go. His manager told him that he needed to try on some outfits and to get his hair spruced up since it was looking more and more frizzy lately. Blake just said oh what the hell, let’s do it. As soon as he opened the white door, he saw a stylist standing there and Blake immediately greeted him by extending his hand, wearing a huge smile on his face. “Hello, my name’s Blake Palamo.” The stylist wore a red outfit that revealed his chest which was covered in tattoos. His eyes had a mysterious darkness to them from the dark eyeliner. Blake took in the way he looked but made sure to remain professional, trying not to have his eyes trail down too much. Instead, he held his friendly smile.
Once they finished greeting each other, Blake sat down in the chair facing the mirror. Their eyes met each other’s.
Time skip to the party.
Blake posed for some pictures outside and started answering some of the paparazzi’s questions. Some were good, some were bad and some were just a way to start controversy. “Is it true that your sexuality is more of a marketing ploy?” That was the one question Blake physically cringed at but he still walked off with a smile.
The glitz and glamor of the party was unmatched. There were nice sparkly jewelry, dresses dripped in diamonds,and suits covered in white. Everyone was dressed to the nines and the yacht was supremely decorated as well. Blake ran his fingers through his hair, which reminded him of the tingles from the stylist’s fingers on his scalp. Marco. That was his name. He would remember that. His flirty smile and the way their eyes met in the mirror he couldn’t stop thinking about. It made him want more.
Blake somehow left his thoughts behind and enjoyed the party. His loud laugh boomed through the room, probably shaking and breaking some glasses. A few more winks and smiles here and there, He ended up walking to the bar, sitting down to get a drink before seating began.
“Well hello stranger.”
Blake looked up from his whisky on ice beverage and smiled, his eyes twinkling. It was Lucy. “Well hello to you too.” He had known Lucy from listening to some of her country music. He did an Instagram live where he played one of her songs and sang to it in an exaggerated way. Since then, they had gotten along and he even met her husband before, but it was true that they hadn’t seen each other in a while.
“I’ve been doing well actually, I just finished filming a movie so life has been pretty chill for me I would say. How has you music career been going? Tattooed freak.” He playfully pushed her arm, letting out a hearty low laugh.
@ChayChay05 - Lucy
@cordyx - Marco Mentioned
