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[sub][color=d3cee6][b]Dorm Hall, Saturday, 6:00 PM
Interacting with [@Kyrisse][/b][/color][/sub][/center]
Within a few minutes, the party is in full swing, and Hangyeol, while lurking, hears a knock at the door. Everyone who's meant to be at the party is already here, but he opens the door anyway. He knows the party's full already, but there are plenty of other possible explanations. And he doesn't want to be rude.

In the gaping hole in the wall that is the doorway there stands a short, beautiful girl. She smiles at Hangyeol with a smile like a split bag of worms.

"Is Abby here?" 

Hangyeol quickly runs through the short list of the dorm floor's current inhabitants before shaking his head. [color=a689b1]"No, I'm afraid not. You could probably look upstairs, though,"[/color] he suggests, smiling kindly. (And pushing away the cold feeling that settles in his chest. That's not her fault, it's his. [i]Probably[/i].)

"Is Abby here?" she asks again.

[color=a689b1]"...No, she isn't,"[/color] Hangyeol replies, slowly and confusedly. [color=a689b1]"Shall I ask the Floor Manager for you?"[/color]

"No need.  I'll see you later," she says before winking and walking away.

[color=a689b1]"...Uh, okay?"[/color] Hangyeol stands in front of the open door for a moment, figuratively scratching his head in a game of "do I know her?" before giving up. Bizarre, but he's relived he didn't have to get caught up in anything. For moment there, he thought... No, no. [I]Not everybody is out to get you, you know.[/I]

With a shrug, he closes the door and goes to rejoin the party. Lost in thought, it is then that he bumps into Sasha, causing her to spill some of her drink. Hangyeol turns around (perhaps a bit too suddenly; can you blame him for being tense?), intending to apologize quickly and efficiently before inquiring of the Floor Manager, Lilly, about an "Abby". Unless she's busy and/or surrounded by other people; then he'll just... forget about it. [I]Right. Good plan.[/I]

[color=a689b1]"No, sorry about that,"[/color] he says, checking over himself and the floor in case anything dropped, hand outstretched to steady the plate before it tips and a mess is made. [color=a689b1]"Wasn't paying attention. It's just your shirt, right? Should I grab a napkin or two?"[/color] Honestly, it's both of their faults, or maybe even the party's fault for being too crowded, but there's no harm in apologizing and Hangyeol feels a bit responsible. Orange soda, huh? That'll leave a stain... Maybe he has something to treat that with?