[center][h1][color=7bcdc8]Raven Carter[/color][/h1]
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[color=7bcdc8]Location: The beach party.
Interacting With: Molly.[/color][@Cio][/center][hr]

Raven nodded slightly, turning her head to look at where Molly was pointing. There was indeed some docks a few minutes away from where they were. She looked back out over the sunset, thinking for a brief moment. Molly was right, it was gorgeous. Sunset and sunrise were Raven’s favourite times of day, always enjoying sitting and watching them, replicating them in her sketchbook. [color=7bcdc8]“There are plenty of drinks at the house too,”[/color] Raven reminded, turning her attention back to Molly. [color=7bcdc8]“But I like your idea better. We’ll sang some drinks and walk down to docks for a bit.”[/color] Raven smiled softly at Molly, her smile only brightening as their hands were once again locked together. Raven used her free hand to loop her backpack over her shoulder and pick up her bottle of cider, before getting up with Molly and climbing down from the rocks back onto the sand. 

Raven smirked, letting out a soft snicker as Molly warned about the glass, making sure to walk around it as they started to walk back into the heart of the party. She held Molly’s hand with a firm, yet gentle grip, swaying their arms back and forth slightly as they walked. She smiled at her shook her hand a little. [color=7bcdc8]“Your plan is good. And besides, the night is still young, we have time for whatever we want to do.”[/color] She reassured her, giving her hand a light squeeze. 

As they reached the drink table, Raven bent down and grabbed 4 more bottles of cider, standing and holding them out for Molly to take, before grabbing the now half empty bottle of Tequila. She then turned her attention back to Molly and tilted her head a little, giving her a genuine look of care and concern. [color=7bcdc8]“Hey… That doesn’t make you a mess, Molly. We all have our demons. Everyone at this party has something going on in their head driving them a little crazy. That’s what makes us human. It’s not something to be ashamed of.”[/color] A smile once pulled at her lips, before downing her open bottle of cider, tucking the bottle of tequila under one arm, and taking two of the other bottles back from Molly in one hand. Now that they both had a free hand again, she entwined her fingers with Molly’s once again, giving her hand another comforting squeeze. [color=7bcdc8]“Sometimes we just have to talk it out, so it can all make a little bit more sense. Now come on.”[/color] She gestured with her head towards the docks, and started walking with Molly, holding her hand tightly.