lily // number 11
lily was running late. the invitation had said to arrive at 6:00, and it was just her luck that she'd shattered her phone just moments before leaving to the party. now she had no concept of the time, nor how to get to the location. so lily did what she did best, took a random guess and began to walk. after quite some time, forty minutes to be precise, she arrived at the castle that matched the one she'd found online. walking up to the steps, she smoothed down her suit jacket, hoping the host wouldn't mind she'd chosen not to wear a dress, and knocked on the door. it was opened by a stern, but somewhat friendly looking butler, and she was ushered inside. glancing around the mansion, she searched for someone to talk to. "I'd like to meet the host," she said to herself softly.