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“Well, of course it wasn’t why I followed you out here,” Rien laughed as they took a drag of her cigarette, before tilting their to look up at the taller girl. “It was getting a bit dead in there, you see.”

They pushed themselves off from where they were leaning against the wall, just to be a little taller (though it hardly change much) and closer to Claire. “Seemed like I’d be more like to find something fun out here.”

“There aren’t many people I know at this party, anyway,” Rien gave a half shrug, light smile still on their lips. “May as well get to know some more, yeah?”

They weren’t quite sure why they were floundering about a bit where flirting normally came pretty naturally to them. Obviously, Claire was attractive (to Rien at least) but they’d been with plenty of other attractive people. Probably the earlier mood or something. 

“And I feel…” Rien paused, before laughing. “Sorry, what I was about to say sounds [i]way[/i] better in Dutch. Honestly I don’t really know many English pick up lines.” 

They looked like they were going to continue to say something else because, honestly, Rien had the ability to just keep talking until things went their way. But they were interrupted by screams coming from inside, too many and too loud to just be over something small.

“What that fuck is going on in there?”