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It was something. What it was exactly, Alina Zabrecky wasn't sure, but it was clearly something.

Here she was, following a guy she just met, at a party full of people she didn't know, off to table filled with concoctions that were guaranteed to impair her judgment and her inhibitions, and allowing said guy she just met to pick her poison. Did that make any sense?

It did for now. And there were worse guys. If it turned out this was the same Hunter that showed Niki around the school, then they did luck out. He seemed nice enough. Nice as Dee at least. So this was fine, right? She wasn't going to worry about things, right?

[color=73c2fb][i]Right.[/i][/color]

Christian was providing all this alcohol, she might as well enjoy it. And Hunter seemed to have a better eye for it than she did. Maybe that shouldn't have been a point in his favor, but for now, it was working. Working enough to have him hold her hand as he guided the way to the promised land. [color=73c2fb][i]This is fine. This is just him making sure he doesn't lose me in this crowd. That makes sense. It's fine. This isn't a sign that, you know, I got some guy interested in me with just one conversation. It's fine.[/i][/color]

[color=sienna][b]"So what's your poison?"[/b][/color]

Alina tried to fake it like she knew exactly what her poison was as she perused what was on the table. Random red cups seemed like a bad idea. [color=sienna][b]“I mean, you did say you wanted more than just craft beer, didn’t you?”[/b][/color] She did. But she had to at least make sure that she had some idea what was going into it. Plus having some kind of buffer between herself and the alcohol seemed smart. 

[color=73c2fb]"Um..... I'll have some of that, with some of that."[/color] Pointing at two random things seemed like a plan. She didn't have much of one.

But the other facet of the plan did show up. [color=8CFF88][b]"Help has arrived, darling,”[/b][/color] Her cajoling had worked. Raven Willow had appeared to give her some semblance of a lifeline to the outside world. She immediately stepped between Alina and Hunter, and assumed some level of protection between the two. [color=8CFF88][b]"Please tell me this guy isn’t acting like… all the other guys?”[/b][/color]

As her friend took a bold shot of the Patron that Alina had pointed to and asserted herself into the conversation, she smiled. [color=73c2fb]"So far, he's doing all right. He's been doing your job!"[/color] she laughed as she pointed at Raven. [color=73c2fb]"But I'm glad you could make it and save me from sailing through this thing by myself."[/color] A brief moment of clarity hit her mind. [color=73c2fb]"Oh, Hunter, this is my good friend Raven, aka Ray-Ray. Ray, this is Hunter. He has made up for breaking my beer bottle in more ways than one so far."[/color] Speaking of which, that drink could come at any time.

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