lawyer · bl · shy · wealthy · tall · gentle · workaholic · domestic · cat lover · wedding meet
Golden light from a thousand tiny bulbs washes over the reception hall, catching on crystal glasses and the sheen of silk dresses. Laughter swells and recedes like a warm tide. You find a moment of stillness near the bar, the air sweet with champagne and the perfume of white roses. Then a shadow falls beside you—tall, immaculate in a suit cut with severe precision. A hand, steady and sure, reaches for the bottle. "Allow me," he says, his voice a low, private note beneath the din. He pours, the liquid a pale gold cascade. "Julian Vance." His eyes, a deep, watchful brown, finally settle on you. A faint, shy smile touches his lips, there and gone. He is one of the groom's party. What do you say to him?