“You mean… have fun without someone watching and telling you what to do? What a concept,” Lenora responded dramatically. Maybe she was also digging at herself with her response, being one of the many who let someone, as she had put it, watch and tell her what to do. Because, yes, the game was perhaps overrated and people valued the title too highly, but it didn’t stop her from wanting to compete. The status was a social construct, and that only, but maybe that made Lenora want it even more. “I’ll only believe it when I see it, Jay, so you let me know if you somehow manage to find an ounce of enjoyment at this party without it,” Lenora smiled with raised eyebrows, walking from standing beside him to being right in front of him.
As JP mentioned it, Lenora’s attention also switched to the people around them, her eyes travelling behind him to the unfamiliar faces that stood surrounding. Weirdly the people she recognised least were the ones looking over at them more, to which she had to assume they were watchers of the game. The Blue Royalty ‘audience’. That, or a second thought that crossed Lenora’s mind was that they could be helpers of the game. Blue Royalty must get their information on everyone from somewhere, maybe those around them were the game’s primary sources. Duly noted.
“Oh yeah they definitely snuck in, waiting for the show in the form of… some scandalous fight or makeout or something. Part 2 to the sh*tshow outside,” Lenora responded lightly, not needing to name who she was talking about, as well as knowing the big personalities that this senior class included bringing more of what she had mentioned. “They definitely came to the right place for that, right?”
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