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[h1][color=#c5f1d0] Feliks Grezskiewicz [/color][/h1]
 [u][b]Location:[/b][/u] Party
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Okay, so the outfit he scraped together was kinda Saint Patrick’s day themed. He probably wouldn’t be winning any prizes for the haphazard get up but hey, he was still technically sticking to the dress code. He had on a neon green v-neck from Allie, dark green skinny jeans from a guy whose name he couldn’t remember, a temp tat of a clover from  an old hookup who apparently now had [i]kids[/i], and one of his oh so lovely friends had [u]dumped[/u] green glitter in his hair. Which was honestly uncalled for, that was never going to wash out. 

	By the time Feliks had collected his get up and managed to catch the proper bus it was way late and the party had started. Ugh. Feliks checked his phone as he wandered in. Lucie was back! Awesomeness, with all the world traveling and whatnot she would probably have some fantastic stories. He would have to get the deets from her later. 

	[color=#c5f1d0] “Greetings buds!”[/color] Feliks shouted, from about ten feet away as he approached the group, grinning largely to try and cover up how awkward he felt about showing up so late. Feliks pulled his present out of his bag and meandered over to the group flocking around Natalya. He looked down at the parcel he was carrying and winced, the wrapping was rumpled, and one corner had torn. 
	
[color=#c5f1d0] “Ah, hey Nat. Happy Birthday! I come bearing a present, not sure if you want it now or later…” [/color]Feliks trailed off, smiling at the group as he bounced awkwardly on the balls of his feet.