[It's been a few days after his rescue from the too tall tree and he's mostly stuck close to the organizer of this wonderful party. While he's had a little wander on his own, it's easier, and safer, to stick to what he knows. He knows the Klaus saved him and that two people are better than one if something bad happens.
Now there's definitely more than two people and he'd probably be mingling more if he wasn't absolutely melting in his robes. It's hot as hell and these are thick, but he's tried to not give in and be indecent. If anything his trusty paper fan never leaves his hand, going as fast he can manage without dislocating his wrists.
Don't mind him having a look at the table of food and drinks. Perhaps that's what he needs. A drink! That'll help cool him down. There's an odd assortment of cups near the drinks and he'll grab one without really looking at it. Then it's grabbing the first bottle that catches his eye, it's bright blue and has words on it, but the words aren't that important. More so cause they don't really mean anything to him. What's a vodka? Pouring some Huaisang almost wonders if he's just found water, but then as he brings it closer to his face. Oof. That's. That's not water. Fan folded up and set beside him, he'll take a cautious sip and makes the face of someone pretty sure he's not enjoying this at all.]
Nie Huaisang | OTA
Now there's definitely more than two people and he'd probably be mingling more if he wasn't absolutely melting in his robes. It's hot as hell and these are thick, but he's tried to not give in and be indecent. If anything his trusty paper fan never leaves his hand, going as fast he can manage without dislocating his wrists.
Don't mind him having a look at the table of food and drinks. Perhaps that's what he needs. A drink! That'll help cool him down. There's an odd assortment of cups near the drinks and he'll grab one without really looking at it. Then it's grabbing the first bottle that catches his eye, it's bright blue and has words on it, but the words aren't that important. More so cause they don't really mean anything to him. What's a vodka? Pouring some Huaisang almost wonders if he's just found water, but then as he brings it closer to his face. Oof. That's. That's not water. Fan folded up and set beside him, he'll take a cautious sip and makes the face of someone pretty sure he's not enjoying this at all.]
Augh, what is that?!
[Vodka, sweetie.]