[center][hr][h1][color=00aeef][b]Lilian Storm[/b][/color][/h1]
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[b][u]Time:[/u][/b] 6:45 P.M.
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] The Beach Party
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Tristan and Dominique - [@HushedWhispers], David - [@Universorum], and Lakshya - [@Aewin][hr][/center]

The night was going perfectly. Even with it starting out at the terrible party, everything seemed to be falling into place. And of course it had to end. She closed her eyes for just a moment and suddenly Tristan was being ripped away from her. Dominique stood there with her hands wrapped around Tristan's arms, pulling him towards a car. She even managed to smile at her before completely turning her back and leaving the scene of her own party. Lilian stood there, unable to even register what had happened. She didn't even notice when Analise came over with some guy with a duck.

She was stranded. Alone. With people she didn't like. No ride home. No shoes. To make matters worse the thought of pizza had made her hungry. The only thing that would make it worse would be if- She cut off the thought so that she didn't jinx herself. Lil was very pissed off. Tristan had just ditched her. How was she supposed to get home now? At her sides her fist clenched. She wanted to punch something. Someone. Some-duck. What the fuck. Why was there a damn duck near her. [color=00aeef]"Not a fucking zoo kid go home."[/color] She started marching away in anger when some guy asked if she wanted a drink. Turning to him with mixed emotions of anger and sadness she very nearly yelled at him, [color=00aeef]"No! I don't want a [i]fucking [/i]drink. Who the [i]fuck [/i]even are you?"[/color] Without waiting for an answer she walked off, off the beach towards home. Her feet were going to hate her in the morning. Or hate Tristan.

[center][hr][h1][color=ed1c24][b]Jackson Aurum[/b][/color][/h1]
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[b][u]Time:[/u][/b] 6:45 P.M.
[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] The Beach Party
[b][u]Interacting With:[/u][/b] Analise - [@Aewin][hr][/center]

[color=0072bc]"We shall."[/color]

Jackson smiled as Ana came back and began to walk beside him. His hand slipped down from her elbow, resting at his side, though they were walking close enough for their shoulders to keep brushing together. They passed the cabanas, some occupied. He could only imagine what was going on inside some of those. Not the most pg-13 of things, probably. Usually that would have been him in there, but now... he wasn't quite sure where the night was leading. When they were a little distance from them, Jackson stopped and turned towards the sea. The sun was still at the perfect height, barely disappearing into the water.

Slowly Jackson's hand moved over, touching Ana's briefly before holding it. Her hands were soft and small, almost the size of his palms. He was very careful holding them, caressing them, thumb moving gently back and forth over hers. What was going on with him? This... this wasn't like him. The way he acted it was like he was a 13 year old virgin going in for his first kiss. That's exactly what it felt like in his stomach. Turning his head toward hers, slightly tilted down, a half smile appeared on his face. Maybe it wasn't a bad thing to feel that way. Even in the dim lighting the adorable blush on her cheeks was clear. His eyes met hers as his free hand brushed back a lock of hair behind her ear. Slowly his head moved forward until they lips touched. It was a light kiss, something he never had and it was amazing. Pulling back with hopeful eyes, Jackson looked at her to see her reaction.