[h3]"Lights Please"[/h3]

While the others were talking out their arrangements and what they were gonna do, Deus still somehow found himself invested in the game. It was like the Monstars stole his team's talent, they looked drained out there. If only...This was what it felt like to be on the outside looking in. This feeling sucked worse than when Deena was potty training. Never again.

His eyes quickly blinked as he suddenly noticed the others starting to get up and head off. Looked like it was about that time. With that, he simply went to the locker room. While Rob and a couple others may have had to go home to get changed, Amadeus merely kept his change of clothes here. Granted, not in any of the players' locker rooms, where it'd smell like back-knee sweat and hotdog water, but rather in the coaches'.

Thus, real quickly, Deus replaced his Sterling varsity jacket, with a navy, Eastern style, frog-button jacket and a white shirt beneath. His generic red sweatpants replaced with black, almost slim-fitting jeans. His royal blue chuck taylors replaced with...nothing. He kept those on. Deus wasn't going for anything too formal or nothing like that. It was only the Homecoming dance. Not like it was Prom.

Upon entering the gym, his eyes surveyed the room to everyone putting the finishing touches to everything. Y'know, somehow, despite looking like they using decorations from when the school was first built, he was still more optimistic about the dance. When his view landed on the small group of his friends that formed, Amadeus made his way over with no delay.

[color=8882be]"Well, aren't you ladies lookin fine this evening?"[/color] Deus complimented and smirked. Really, he was talking to all of them, but his eyes bounced at Arabella more often than the others. It was a weird feeling to explain. Their main connection to one another had been the dude who abandoned the both of them. So, there was this sort of closeness that he felt with her in that regard. That...and the fact that he couldn't stop his heart from speeding over the limit when around her...

Keep it together, bruh. 

Deus broke his peek streak at the Queen Bee when he glanced at Augie instead. Change the subject, stay cool. [color=8882be]"You got that Stevie Wonder track on the playlist?"[/color] He asked his fellow music history nerd. He couldn't help but notice their friendly neighborhood lumberjack was stumbling over his words when he was talking to Bernie. 

This was something that had been brewin for a little while now, and to see him yank that courage out to finally say something made Deus smile on the low. One thing was for sure. 

Isaac was a helluva lot braver than he was.