&Juliet One Shot

You had never been one to go to large parties but seen as it was a party for an eligible bachelor, your mother had forced you to go to try and catch his eye. You had no interest in the man, not that you had any interest in any man for the matter, but you went to just appease her. She didn't escort you, nor did she send anyone but the man leading the horses of your carriage that would wait for you, so no one would know what would happen at the party as long as you stayed there for a while and lied about trying to woo him.

Being amongst the crowd of people for five minutes was too much. Two separate men had tried to be far too forward with you and that was too much for you for a lifetime. Taking that as your leave, you headed out through the dance floor and the backdoors out into the cool evening breeze. A few steps down the path was a bench with a woman sat on it. Seen as you had been in uncomfortable shoes, you decided to fight the common etiquette and make your way over to join her on the bench.

"I'm sorry but is this seat taken?" You asked.

The woman looked up at you, seemingly having been lost in her thoughts before you intervened.

"No," she stated. "It's all yours."

You sat down with a sigh, not caring how you sat or how unladylike it was. Your long gown kept your modesty even with your legs spread wide in a comfortable sitting position that you normally could only use when alone due to the foul expressions you received.

"It's a bit overwhelming in there," you frowned. "I'd much rather be out here under the night sky than stuck in there."

The woman gave you a smile. "I can't say I disagree. Everyone is just so busy in their own interests, no one cares about having fun or enjoying the night, rather having too much worry in what they want."

You stuck out a hand to the woman. She wasn't dressed like all the other women at the party and the way she spoke, it seemed like she was unlike them. It was refreshing speaking to someone who wasn't busy only wanting to marry someone of status.

"I'm Y/N," you smiled. "It's nice to meet you."

"Juliet."

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Written by Charlotte

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