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Once he had polished off his drink and thrown it into a nearby bin; Dee could feel a light buzz beginning to course through his veins. This was a good thing; a little levity and positivity to keep him feeling good. He settled one one more drink to cap off his evening, any more and DeShawn probably wouldn’t be able to stop himself from reverting back to his old corner boy ways. He spent so much time creating such a controlled image that he often wondered how many of his current peers knew the real him.

Towering above his classmates, big D began to gently manoeuvre through the crowd intent on making it to one of the copious number of drinks tables in Christian’s lavish home. He had to move softly because DeShawn was a strong fuck even when he didn’t intent to be. One wrong step and some poor guy or girl would be sent flying to the floor. 

He glanced up at one of the more crowded tables and bore witness to his boy Hunter gaming with...Alina? [color=CB8DEB]”My man!”[/color] In the short time he had spent with his Liberty partner, he had found Alina very sweet and not too dissimilar to himself. Dee was extremely glad that she had decided to attend the party. After their talk on the first day, the girl cutting loose, relaxing and giving herself to a night of revelry was not the worst decision for her. Hunter was a Boy, one of the best. He had his shit but so did everybody else, there were worse people for Alina to be with. DeShawn offered his large hand up in a gentle wave before moving into the next room.

Nearly colliding with Tyler Andrews; the linebacker smiled as he brushed a friendly hand against her arm [color=CB8DEB]”Stay in your lane, mama. Nearly cleaned you out. I mean, I know you can kick my ass but still…”[/color] Ty was his type of girl. She was strong and sassy and she had a quality about her that just reminded Dee of home. It was probably because they both grew up elsewhere, literally an hours drive away from each other with her being DC and him Baltimore respectively. Ty was always at the games, always cheering her heart out. She was the type of girl on the flip side to Missy that he could bring home to the family. [color=CB8DEB]”Imma grab a drink but we should catch up...”[/color]

Before he could say anything else, Dee’s eyes locked onto the familiar blonde hair of his paramour Melissa being confronted by two Libertines. Normally, number forty four knew his Queen could handle herself but the fact that a six foot something dude was looming over her, that shit he wasn’t down for. [color=CB8DEB]”Sorry Ty, give me a sec”[/color] Moments later and DeShawn was soon standing behind Melissa glaring at the tall boy who was belittling his friends. [color=CB8DEB]”Hey yo”[/color] The boy was of similar height to Dee but he was built  much thicker.

[color=CB8DEB]”You wanna talk about watching your step, I suggest you mind your own footwork, ya feel me?”[/color][/center]