Gala with dl_greenarrow
Well, it wasn't going to get any better than that. Chloe looked at herself in the mirror one more time, adjusting the pin on her hair.
She had spent most of the day telling herself that this gala stuff wasn't a big deal, that she had been to plenty of other events like that before, even ones hosted by LuthorCorp with her dad that were much bigger than this, but somehow, a little part of her brain always managed to remind her that she had never been to one in which she was the host's date. Besides, she was sleep deprived, being rational shouldn't be expected of her.
With a deep breath, she opened the door to the penthouse's guest room, where she had been for the past three hours, and stepped out on the hallway, looking for Oliver.
She had spent most of the day telling herself that this gala stuff wasn't a big deal, that she had been to plenty of other events like that before, even ones hosted by LuthorCorp with her dad that were much bigger than this, but somehow, a little part of her brain always managed to remind her that she had never been to one in which she was the host's date. Besides, she was sleep deprived, being rational shouldn't be expected of her.
With a deep breath, she opened the door to the penthouse's guest room, where she had been for the past three hours, and stepped out on the hallway, looking for Oliver.