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[b]Interacting with:[/b] Archer [@spooner], sorta kinda with Sophia [@SpicyMeatball][/center][hr][hr]
Dante was just lighting down another cigarette when the sound of snapping fingers called his attention. When he looked up, he found himself staring at Archer, with the little fucker making a mock tear motion with his finger. This earned the guy a flipping of the bird, an eye roll and a smirk from D, and a nod after seeing Archie’s instruction to to lock the car when he was done.

Archer ran off again, while Dante decided to lock up the car and take up position leaning against the passenger window instead. He’d have a clearer view of who came and went this way. Sooner than he expected, he saw the familiar red car pulling up, and a smile was immediately on his lips. However, the smile was quickly wiped off his face when he realized who was in the passenger’s seat of Rose’s car. That blond head that had been between his legs the past night was impossible to forget. 

To avoid a potential scene, Dante put out his cigarette and stalked off, quickly blending into the crowd of sorority sisters and fellow brothers getting down on the imaginary sand dance floor. He approached the DJ to ask for a song, and soon enough his anthem The Hills was blasting on the speakers. Smiling to himself and singing along to the lyrics, Mossos moved around, taking up position again somewhere on the right. From his point of view, he could see most of everything: Anna and some of her girls dancing, Archer getting kissed by some tall blond boy, Rose sauntering around in a sexy black swimsuit-

Wait, wait… What was that before?!

Dante did a double take, his wide-eyed line of sight falling back on Archer and his mystery man, who was now giving his best friend what looked like a back massage. The shorter man didn’t seem to comfortable with this, and it showed with how he quickly shook the taller man off and bolted. However, it was Archie’s next move that caused D’s eyes to narrow down to slits. The guy had bolted off in the direction of none other than Satan himself, who he pulled away from the group of girls she was sitting with. They settled somewhere away from said group, and from the way they looked back at the tall boy, they were no doubt discussing the issue at hand.

Dante couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Was Archie seriously trusting Satan more than he did him now? His brother, his ride or die, his no-homo love of his life, really going to Satan instead of him for what looked like relationship advice? Mossos wasn’t about to let that happen. With a furious look, he stalked off in his friend’s direction.

[color=steelblue]“Get over here, Dipshit!”[/color] Dante growled, forcefully grabbing Archer by the hand and dragging him somewhere away from the prying eyes and ears of the party goers, pushing Sophia off in the process but not stopping to apologize. When he considered they were far enough, he turned to face his best friend, blue eyes flaming with fury. 

[color=steelblue]“So I’m just here, chilling and looking over at that pretty piece of ass that’s Rosalinda Connelly in that fuck-me black swimsuit, getting ready to make my move. And you know what I happen to see instead?”[/color] he stopped for a second, pretending to give Archie a second to think but immediately continuing on. [color=steelblue]“I see [i]you[/i], my [i]best friend[/i], getting all cozy and making out with some goddamned guy I’ve never seen in my life! As if that wasn’t enough, you go off and run off to Satan instead? The fuck is this shit, Archie?!”[/color]