[indent][indent][indent]The open display of a kiss he could tell was wet and sloppy from across the room had his hand clenched into a tight fist at his side. There was a quick rage that simmered into a disappointment as he watched the girl currently dancing on tightrope look around the room, to him it was obvious [i]who[/i] she was looking for. So when their eyes met he gave her a determined nod and flashed a cool wink in her direction before ducking through the party, quickly moving away from the dance floor.

The drinks table was a welcomed sight and a much needed ally as he practically charged to them, bumping into someone along the way. Slowing up he reached a friendly hand to help steady the girl and offered an apologetic smile, [color=E69600]“Shit, sorry, might be in too much of a rush.”[/color] he chuckled to himself as he looked over the seamlessly put together costume, [color=E69600]“Killed any witches here yet Dorothy? Or are you neglecting your duties to babysit the drinks?”[/color] The beeping of his phone briefly drew his attention away as he looked down at the screen and couldn’t help the smirk that appeared from the message there and quickly typed a reply back.
 
[quote] [b]To: [color=D6BEE1]Jeans[/color][/b]
[color=E69600]Bored already? How about making some friends? I’m by the alcohol.[/color]
[/quote]

With the text sent he split his attention between the guardian of alcohol and making himself a strong mix of tequila and cranberry juice, [color=E69600]“So, have you seen anything juicy at this party yet?”[/color]

The few shots of Tequila that Sunshine had taken were just enough to give her a slight buzz. Thankfully, she was a happy drunk, and the alcohol made her feel floaty. So floaty that she didn’t even care when someone bumped into her, though she did accept the helping hand. Looking up into the face of the young man before her, she couldn’t help but notice his hair first. It was [i]gorgeous[/i]. And so was the whole entire human standing before her. What did they put in the water here? 

[color=7ea7d8]”Nothing spicy just yet. I just got here actually, Mr. Surfer Man.”[/color] Wow. Cringe. Could she really not do any better than that? Pushing the thought aside, she gave him a slight smile. [color=7ea7d8]”I’m guessing you’re here to pick your poison?”[/color]

Aurelio lifted the black solo cup in his hands, offering a silent answer to her questions as he took a large gulp of the drink. The tequila was smooth and sweet enough to pair with the cranberry juice, and despite the cold temperature of the drink left a warmth in his throat and courage in his stomach. A quick glance around the room made him realize how great of a spot he had snagged, he could see everything and practically [i]everyone[/i], but it was rude to let your attention stray from a possible friend.[color=E69600] “Just got here? To the party or to Florida? Not much like Kansas is it?”[/color] The tease was light as his brown eyes turned their full attention to her, she was cute, that was for sure.

On the other side of the room, Millie Jean was pushed against the wall as yet another environmentally unaware dick bumped into her. She had tapped away from the message she received from Arhellio or whatever his name was, deciding quickly that she would rather be stuck in perpetual boredom until it was time to go. With all these people pushing into her, though, she was beginning to rethink her decision.

Millie Jean weighed the pros and cons in her head. Pros: she could use the moderately well-sized guy as protection from the hooligans she is surrounded by, plus she could ease her boredom. Cons: social interaction, social interaction with a guy she doesn't know, social interaction with a guy she doesn't know who will forever remember her as a girl who talked about his nipples.

A particularly bulky guy shoved her away from the wall, her soda sloshing all over her arm and shoes. There were probably napkins at the drinks table, that at least made her decision easier.

Never the aggressive type, Millie Jean squeezed through the crevices between the mobbed bodies until she saw the familiar costume chatting up a girl next to him. God, this is going to be awkward. She snagged some napkins while standing to his left, wiping her arm down, and cleared her throat loudly for his attention. (Partly because she was embarrassed that she ended up coming to him despite her words, but mostly because she forgot his name.)

[Color=7ea7d8]"Nothing like Kansas at all. Not enough wheat fields. Or tornados," [/color] she said as she took another shot. [Color=7ea7d8]"And both actually. Despite the costume I'm actually from LA."[/color] Not that she missed it. 

While she had friends back home, Sunshine actually liked the beaches of Florida more than she did the ones in California. Less earthquakes was always a plus to. Thinking of something else to say, another girl decided to stop by the drink table, clearing her throat. Sunshine attention was directed towards her long enough to give a brief greeting. [Color=7ea7d8]"Oh hi!"[/color]

The summoning of the awkward wallflower worked quicker than Aurelio had imagined. A smug look of victory was on his face when he turned to look at Millie who did her best to stand inconspicuously beside him,[color=E69600] “Don’t hold my breath, huh? You came over pretty quickly, did you miss me?”[/color] A playfully wink was thrown her way as he waved his arm towards Sunshine who had also turned her attention to Millie.

[color=E69600]“Well, Jeans this is Dorothy, Dorothy this is Jeans an awkward wallflower who 
 be dressed as a Dia De Los Muertos girl but has really attended the party as the Judger of Nipples. So 
 out.”[/color]

Millie Jean grit her teeth and waved napkins in his face, [color=D6BEE1]"I just needed to get some napkins, I got soda on me. Hi, I'm [i]Millie[/i] Jeans – I mean, Jean. I'm Millie Jean. What is your name – or should I call you Dorothy?"[/color]

[Color=7ea7d8]"I like to think I have pretty decent nipples, so I don't think we should have a problem,"[/color] Sunshine said unashamed, the alcohol completely removing any filter for her thoughts or words. The other girl - Millie - seemed a little stressed out. Maybe she needed a drink herself - not that that was something Sable would suggest. [Color=7ea7d8]"Most people call me Sunshine, but my actual name is Sable."[/color] She paused for a moment, wondering if it was okay to ask her next question. [Color=7ea7d8]"What's the deal with the nickname?"[/color]

Aurelio gave a laugh at Millie’s fumbling, and another deeper one at Sunshine’s comment and then brought his cup to his lips listening to Sunshine’s introduction. Ah Sunshine, it was fitting for her. [color=E69600]“Cute nicknam- Jeans?”[/color] He supplied a quick shrug [color=E69600]“Thought of it on the spot, I’m Aurelio by the way, everyone calls me Reli, you’ll probably see me around Chanel and Julie.”[/color] The mention of the latter girl made his lips pull down into a slight frown as his eyes scanned the room spotting the Fashion Diva making her way outside with another friend.

Millie Jean rolled  her eyes, [color=D6BEE1]“You thought of it on the spot? You are [i]so[/i] quick-witted.”[/color] This time around, she repeated his name several times in her head so she wouldn’t forget it. 

Just as she had wiped the last almost-sticky spots of soda off her arm, a rush of people stumbled over each other to get to the front, and in the confusion, Millie Jean’s arm was knocked into her chest. Her soda splashed all down her chest, flecking dark dots across her neck and white face makeup. Her first instinct was to yell obscenities, but she just stood there with her hand slowly crushing the solo cup in her hands. A low sound, which was almost a growl but mostly a whine, pulled from her throat.

[color=D6BEE1]“Where,”[/color] Millie Jean cleared her throat, [color=D6BEE1]“can someone hand me a cup of whatever [i]that[/i] is?”[/color]

The commotion was loud and Aurelio swore he heard the mentions of a fight, like Millie he caught a couple shoulders, and one particularly hard one that knocked him back against the table, sloshing the open liquids. A genuine concern flashed in his eyes as he looked over Sunshine,[color=E69600] “You good Dorothy?”[/color] and then to Millie an apologetic smile on his face as he grabbed a handful of napkins,[color=E69600] “Can I-?”[/color] he hesitated a moment before gently dabbing at the remnants of soda on her face an absentminded smile on his face as his shoulder shook gently with silent laughter.

Millie Jean made a sour face at Reli, but otherwise didn’t say anything. She grabbed some napkins to help clean herself up. When her mom asks how the party went, she’s going to flaunt this incident in her face. Maybe then she won’t be forced to go anywhere again.

One of the downsides to being tiny was having to move out of the way of much larger people. Mainly because larger people were assholes, but also because being tiny tended to make you invisible. One such incident would be when a jock - no way he wasn’t a jock - knocked in to her, causing her to stumble back a few feet. Hearing the crowd chant as to encourage the fight, Sunshine quickly looked over towards all the commotion. She didn’t recognize anyone involved, but then again she didn’t know anyone here. Reli’s voice brought her back down to earth. 

[color=7ea7d8]”Wha- oh. No. Yeah. I’m fine,”[/color] she said, straightening her dress. [color=7ea7d8]”Who’s the skinny guy? I feel like I might have a class with him or something, but I can’t really remember.”[/color]

[color=E69600] “Doesn’t look familiar to me, I just got back to Palms a few weeks ago..”[/color] The answer was quieter than he intended as he dabbed a couple more times against Millie’s face before being satisfied with his handiwork. Pouring a bit more tequila in his cup he passed it off to Millie, [color=E69600]“Here, you should be good now, besides your dress but I figured you didn’t want me to help with that… unless you do.”[/color] The teasing was evident in his tone but he sent a playful wink her way anyways, eyes trailing to the back of the house for the second time in their conversation.

Millie Jean gave him a dry look over the rim of her solo cup, sipping it. Her nose scrunched at the terrible taste and chugged the cup instead. Might as well get it over with. Absentmindedly, Millie Jean filled her cup halfway. Part of her wanted to ask why Reli came back to Palms, and why he left in the first place. She didn’t want to stumble across anything potentially personal, though; that would be too awkward for a guy she’s only hanging out with momentarily. In the distance, she tried to make out the skinny guy Sunshine had mentioned and realized she vaguely knew him; though not personally.

[color=D6BEE1]“His name is Archer Diedrikson. Smart, sells essays to the not smart. And that is Brad Leone, some dumbass in one of my classes.”[/color] Millie Jean took a big gulp before putting the cup down. It doesn’t taste better the second time, either. 

[color=7ea7d8]”Boys being boys, I guess. I’ll never understand why high school is just a drunken state of constant fights, sex, and low GPA’s. But such is life.”[/color]

Aurelio gave a nod but couldn’t keep himself focused on the two girls near him, not when he hadn’t seen the flash of his favorite shade of red in the room anytime recently. Losing the hesitation of not coming off rude he flashed both Sunshine and Millie an apologetic smile, [color=E69600]“Hey I need to go check up on someone, if you want to hang out sometime Jeans has my number, but it was nice to meet you. Have a great night.”[/color] He gave a quick wave to them before pressing on into the crowd making his way to where he last saw Chanel heading, she’d know 
Millie Jean attempted to wave bye, by the time she lifted her hand, though, he had already been swallowed by the sea of people. She felt a bit dumb with her hand raised like that, so she pretended that she was fixing her hair instead and hoped Sunshine didn’t see.

[color=D6BEE1]“Okay, well, yeah.”[/color] She stuttered, picking up her drink to gulp half of it down.

The music cut out of nowhere, and a brunette stepped near the DJ. Millie Jean didn’t pay too much attention to her - she knew vaguely who she was, though not intimately, and was aware of rumors about her and Santiago. Millie Jean was more concerned with not choking on the terrible taste of the liquor that she was trying to finish. It’s only when certain keywords like ‘father’ and ‘pregnant’ (which she has wired herself to [i]always[/i] pay attention due to Kellie Anne’s reckless personality) were used that Millie Jean started to pay attention. Good thing she had a napkin in her hand already, or she would have spat the tequila in Sunshine’s face. Her shoulders started shaking with laughter that she quickly covered with a series of fake coughs.

Man, Millie Jean needs to text this to - well, no one. She doesn’t have anyone to text this news to. Clearing her throat, Millie Jean looked to Sunshine and gave a tight smile, [color=D6BEE1]“I have to go. Bye.”[/color] Then struggled her way through the crowd.

[color=7ea7d8]”Announcements, strange disappearing hot people… Looks like I’ll settle in nicely.”[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]