Augie leaned back in his seat, slumping a little. Everyone had disappeared, or gone silent. Bernie and Isaac were a thing now. Maybe Rob and Ara, too. He was happy for them of course, just overwhelmed. Of course, he was very unhappy about Ron's secret being revealed. 
   The way he saw it, where someone put their parts was their own business and this site had no right to broadcast that. That being said, there was no turning back time, nor was there anybody to hold responsible. Yet. 

Bernie left the table in a huff, which brought Augie out of his stupor. He gazed around like a stunned mullet for a second, looking at who remained. Deus, DJ, Isaac, and himself. Ara and Rob had buggered off, and Alice had been on a seemingly never ending toilet break. Maybe Bernie had gone to fetch her? 

He stood up, waved to the group, and left, because it just felt like the right thing to do. Once out of the hall, he disconnected his phone from the Bluetooth and hooked it up to his ear buds, blasting SWANS. The sweet repetition took him, seized his feet, enraptured his mind. He walked with no apparent goal, eyes closed and arms outstretched. Each beat, or the suggestion thereof, saw a step. Each piercing roar or eerie whine sent shivers down his spine.

[i]Why have people when you can have music? [/i] funnily enough, were his thoughts as he gently collided with the door of the art room, Alice inside. He opened the door and took out one ear bud, music faintly audible against the canvas silence.

[Color=A43333]"So this is where you went. You see the website?"[/color]