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[indent]There were clear problems lingering at their table and she had yet to pour herself a beer. Damn, no chill. Did they think she knew about whatever thing they had going on? Clearly they didn't know how oblivious Dee was to the drama that transpired at Meadow University. She wasn't glued to her phone like some people. While Nate tried his best to start a conversation, Dee drowned him out to recall her week and put two and two together. Why would Jasper look at Nate like that? Why would Nate let his nerves come out in laughter? Why would MJ's eyes roll so hard that you'd think they'd fall out? Dee's gaze trailed from her friends to the stage where one of the other legacies played on the piano. With a raised eyebrow, she curiously listened to his voice. 

This was a first for her. 

Hearing Bastíen Bonfamille singing. 

Someone once told her music was an external heartbeat, and the lyrics were a gateway to the soul. Really, music only lives in moments like these, in a bond made accidentally, drowning yourself in intense emotion. This song came to the artist like it was second nature. Something he played without hesitation. It was something Dee could tell he held close to his heart. Whether it was the song itself, or the subject matter, Bastíen cared about the music he was playing. His song filled the air without effort, the sound rushing in and surrounding everyone and everything. The monotony of her day was made fresh simply by hearing his voice. 

Phenomenal. 

Color her impressed. 

When a tsunami of applause filled the air, Dee turned to look at the people at her table and realized a couple of things: 
[indent]1) MJ was gone.
2) Nate was looking like a deer in headlights - did no one reply to him? 
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[color=3caea0]"Sorry, got distracted. Wasn't listening."[/color] Dee admitted, with a shrug. The applause came to a calm and the chatter around them filled the void where there would be inevitable awkward silence. Grabbing the pitcher that Nate so graciously got for the table and pouring herself a drink, she enthusiastically cheered, [color=3caea0]"Chicken wings, fuck yeah dude."[/color] Once she downed her first cup like a champ, she went straight for the wings and started devouring them. Completely unladylike, not caring about her appearance at all, even if she kind of was dressed like a slut, Dee looked between the two and bluntly asked, with her mouth full, [color=3caea0]"Did you guys fuck or something? I feel like I missed the memo. If you didn't, you guys probably should. Get all this [i]tension[/i] out, if you know what I mean."[/color] She threw a bone on the nearest plate and licked her fingers real quick, [color=3caea0]"I got a great idea."[/color] She grabbed another wing and started waving it in the air, while she continued to make her proposition, [color=3caea0]"Why don't we all just say the petty shit we're thinking about and then leave it out in the air? Get shitfaced... have a good time... say fuck the past, cheers to the now. Like the sound of that? I [i]love[/i] the sound of that. I know Viv always lookin' for a reason to drink, amiright?"[/color] 

[i]Chomp. Chew. Chuckle. [/i]

Seeing a waiter walk by, Dee shouted, [color=3caea0]"Waiter, bro. I'mma need three rounds of shots, for four people. Kamikaze, Blow Job, and Mind Eraser! Thanks, man. Yeah, on Nate's tab."[/color] 


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