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There were so many of them. Lee looked the toward the stage, where a group of people is performing. How many of them up there? A dozen or two he thinks. It is so bubbly. Everyone is so bubbly. The sound blasting from all direction, making Lee dazzled by the constant bombardment of strong sound and light. The people speak too slowly or in a ridiculously low tone, stressing their sentence any ways they can. Looking at the empty Tiger bottle in his hand, Lee wondered if it is because of the beer or everyone around is also drunk. His finger feels a little bit numb. They are swollen red at the end of the heads as Lee increased his grip on the slippery surface of the bottle. The pain from his fingers had subsided as the wound stop bleeding. If there was not a dry blood on one side of his index fingers, Lee would probably miss it.

It took a few minutes later for Lee to realize what Samson just asked him. Lee smile, saying to the man in front of him.
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“Nhoope...,” [/color]Lee scratched the back of his head. It seems that there is something on his face, as Samson seems to be worried about him. Then, Samson dragged him along to the crowd. And once again, Lee saw those eyesight. Although those just quickly skimmed through him, Lee still feels the difference in it. It was the disgust and hatred gaze. And some were very hostile, Lee thinks. Maybe because it was due to his origin that earns him this prejudices eyesight from these red-necks in this small town. Lee cracks his fists, furious while also sad about the new nation. It seems that not all in this nation are nice and open-minded men and women. And a relatively huge percentage of the population is douche and rednecks. Looking at the man in front of him, Lee shook his head up and down, glad that he was lucky enough to find a good friend. He is a complete stranger in an alien nation. And there is a man willingly to become friend with him. Now, this strange person is helping him to find a place to rest.

Suddenly, a female appeared before his eyes. She had a small and quite slender built with a short haircut that curves at her neck. But apart from that, Lee could not tell more as his mind is just too bubbly right now, filled with people around him giggling and dancing. Her ways to introduce herself seem to be quite childish and awkward like a four years old kid trying to give her best to be accepted into a group. But it was successful, for it makes Lee remembered how he used to be when he was here. And Lee felt he is obligated to help her. Offering his right hand, Lee smile.

[color=FFD700]“Hi Julia,” [/color]Lee grinned, still offering his right hand. [color=FFD700]“We are finding some place to seat. Wannna joinnned?” [/color]