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[h1][color=#1a23d8]Troy Blake[/color][/h1]

Location: Domi’s party
Interacting with: Audrey - [@Dirty Pretty Lies]

Troy looked down at his phone and read, then reread the text. Why did Audrey do this to him? He absolutely wanted to [i]not[/i] go to the party. He [i]wanted[/i] to sit at home and hang out with Stevie and enjoy the afterglow of his ‘gift’ from Audrey (and it had been a gift, he reasoned it counted). But no, the princess was never happy unless he was [i]there[/i], physically hanging off of her. So he was left with [i]no choice,[/i] but to attend the stupid party and keep her on a leash. Thinking about it for a second, Troy decided he’d do it literally if the opportunity ever presented itself. He grunted and punched out an annoyed, angry text back to the girl he was so madly in love with:

[color=#1a23d8][b]I’m fucking coming, I hope you’re satisfied.[/b][/color]

With a dismissive shake of his head, Troy stood up and left his room and his house and got into his car. Did he dress appropriately for the party? Absolutely not. He didn’t have time for shit like that. He was going almost solely to babysit Audrey, no other reason. ...or so he thought until he pulled up to the party and saw a very familiar sight, holding an equally familiar yellow fluffball. “[color=#1a23d8]Motherfucker. What is he doing here?[/color]” Troy muttered under his breath, sliding out of the car and staring at his cousin for a moment. Deciding he did [i]not[/i] want to speak to David, Troy scanned the rest of the partygoers until he located what he was looking for: Audrey.

Even from the distance, Troy could tell that she was [i]not[/i] in a good mood. Well, it was time to nut up or shut up. Troy was going to boyfriend the [i]shit[/i] out of this situation, spectators be damned.

With another groan, Troy walked through the throngs of people, headed straight to his lover and placing a hand on her shoulder once he was close enough. He leaned down to her ear and kissed behind it lightly. He smiled and whispered in her ear, “[color=#1a23d8]Hey, darling. Guess who just came in to save the day? Your superhero.[/color]” He kissed again and then sat down at the bar beside her.
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[h1][color=#228b22]David Powers[/color][/h1]

Location: Domi’s party
Interacting with: Analise - [@Aewin], Jackson - [@Wintergrey]

David could see Troy when he rolled up, and watched him wander off and a thought crossed his mind. If Troy was there, his car was there. A place to hide! Safety from the crazy blonde chick. Davy looked up when his name was mentioned, glancing at the new man on the scene, “[color=#228b22]Yes, I’m David Powers. And this is Sprinkles. He’s a duck.[/color]” He held Sprinkles up. Sprinkles quacked. David nodded. Introductions complete, Davy nodded again rapidly after the suggestion of a walk was made.

“[color=#228b22]You’re [i]right[/i], Ana. A walk sounds positively [i]glamorous[/i]. Why don’t you go do that with your friend here, uhm, Jackson… and I’ll go stand over there.[/color]” He suggested with a wide, dumb smile on his face as he gestured wildly(waving his duck around as he did so) at a collection of rocks off away from the people and crowds. “[color=#228b22]You know, like, out of the way? Sprinkles and I [i]would[/i] just go home, but a [i]certain[/i] girl said I’m too stoned to drive. Which [i]might[/i] be true now that I think about it, [i]but[/i] I’ve done more dangerous things more high before. This music is way too loud, Imagine Dragons sucks, I think I might have seen my cousin, and those rocks look mighty nice, so… And I’m, just, you know… so high. I just wanna fuck around and never come down. I’ll, uh, go now?[/color]” Davy phrased what should have been a statement as a question, and slowly backed away, carefully and tenderly, as if he feared that Ana might assault him if he left without permission.

And honestly?

He [i]was[/i] afraid of exactly that.[/center]