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[color=#D9CE5B]"They're just idiots. They can easily be ignored,"[/color] Sawyer chuckled, his attention quickly getting ripped away from Chanel to stare at Ryland as he spoke up. The boy raised an eyebrow and watched as the scene before him unfolded, side-glancing Chanel when he noticed the girl with the spotlight on her was looking her way for some kind of queue or help. He felt kind of bad for her. The girl Ryland was wooing, not Chanel. She seemed to be offering about as much help as he imagined could be given in the situation.

After having been dumped recently, Sawyer wasn't exactly much for the romantic-type of stuff.. his weak clap was drown out by the thunderous applause and hollering throughout the club. The boy sighed heavily and took a big gulp of his punch, he turned his eyes back to Chanel as she spoke up. [i]'Cute? Ugh.'[/i] Sawyer faked a smile and simply nodded, feeling that his tone of voice would betray him. [color=#D9CE5B]"Hope someone got a picture of that. No doubt that that's yearbook-worthy."[/color] The boy downed the last of his punch and took a deep breath as he turned to say something more but noticed Chanel had gone.

Sawyer pressed his lips into a firm, thin line as he made a barely audible [i]'hmph'[/i] before stepping over to the punches to refill and head back over to his boys who were eagerly awaiting his return, stuffing their faces with their own food. They looked like animals. These two idiots were never gonna get girls. He chuckled to himself at the sight of his buddies before looking out at the dance floor at all the couples dancing, his smile quickly fading. Whether they were together or not didn't really matter. Just the sight of them hurt. As much as he acted like he was cold-blooded and couldn't care less, Sawyer was an emotional little shit. (:lol)

He wouldn't think of her, or speak her name. It'd give too much power to the pain he was already feeling. Instead, he'd numb it with some more feel-good. The boy continued to chug his punch as he gave the boys a look as he reached into his pocket for his keys, heading towards the doors to go out to his truck for a second smoke sesh.... but everything happened so fast, Sawyer was on the ground with punch spilled all down his front. The boy nearly shouted a curse, luckily catching himself when he realized it was a girl who'd run into him. It was...Ariel? Yeah. Ariel. That was her name.

Sawyer cleared his throat and forced himself to his feet, offering an arm for her to grab as he also hesitantly placed a firm hand under her other arm to help her up to her feet. [color=#D9CE5B]"Oh, no. D-don't even worry about it, it's fine. Are.. you alright?"[/color]