dr. orchid
You are cordially invited to the annual Halloween Masquerade Ball
You are not to reveal your real name, you will be going by the name Dr. Orchid.
You should try to wear your assigned color pink.
We look forward to seeing you there!
He was pumped. He hadn’t been to a masquerade ball since he was little and he was excited to go to one. Did he know who was hosting it? No. Did that bother him? No, it actually made him even more excited to go. He realized that it was weird, he did, but that meant that no one had any preconceived notions about him because the invitation didn’t even have his name on it, which gave him the impression that the host didn’t know his name. Which albeit is a bit strange, but he doesn’t give a shit. Balls are fun, so he’s willing to overlook the unfortunate aspect of the whole thing.
He would usually use it as an excuse to go shopping but he already has a pink suit that could work. Why does he have one? He couldn’t tell you. But he loved it so he didn’t see a reason to go out and buy another one. He was still trying to decide whether or not he should wear makeup. On one hand, he would look hot as fuck but on the other hand, it’s a lot of work and takes a lot of energy that he just doesn’t have.
He decided not to wear makeup which made it possible for him to get ready like 20 minutes before he left. He washed his hair earlier that day so he just left it as it was. It resembled a bird’s nest a bit, but who cared? Not him. Then he put his suit on. The suit consisted of a white button up that had ruffles on the top, light pink trousers that matched his suit jacket and tie, and a white pocket square. He was officially ready.