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There was a third person joining in on what he assumed would be a duo situation which made him boil inside — not in anger but in suspense because he was trying to leave this place — and he glanced at the woman quickly but back to his guitar. He was more worried about getting his guitar back but then he looked at her again. Oddly enough, he found her very attractive. He usually wasn’t into blondes but she was very pretty, naturally, and something almost felt surreal about her. [i][color=8A9A5B]Is something wrong with me?[/color][/i] He knew he wasn’t in the mood to admire people but he was starting to feel like that was okay at this moment? 

His face might have twisted with her words, [i]you good precious?[/i], but before he could respond. She was explaining what he felt like would have happened with or without her there. It was nice that someone was being helpful. He appreciated the kindness. Though, he went to correct her about Heath though he was just assuming the man wasn’t stealing his guitar, however, he would definitely be agitated if he was. 

Anatoliy stood there and glanced at Heath then Chariselle, he was caught where he felt like he couldn’t nudge in, but he didn’t mind. He was an observer most of the time. Then he interjected, ‘[color=8A9A5B]I did leave it which is why I came back,[/color]’ it was somewhat awkwardly said while he glanced at Heath. When Heath gave his guitar back, he smiled, ‘[color=8A9A5B]Thank you, I appreciate it,[/color]’ and he took it. That was when it registered — Heath smelt very good. The man closed his eyes for a second to focus before opening them and looking at Chariselle, and again, she was really pretty. [i][color=8A9A5B]What the hell is wrong with me…[/color][/i] This was causing his heart beat to increase a bit. 

‘[color=8A9A5B]Yeah, that’s my name,[/color]’ he shrugged a bit. He wanted to add — [i]don’t wear it out[/i] — but he found the phrase to be too stupid to say or maybe he was too anxious to say it. And he nodded when Heath mentioned if this cleared up any misunderstandings. Anatoliy didn’t assume the man was stealing it, so he didn’t think there was anything to clear up. Yet, he could have been. He didn’t know the dude. Maybe this girl did? 

[i][color=8A9A5B]Did I get anything to eat?[/color][/i] rang out in his head because he wasn’t thinking of food at all. When was the last time he ate? He grabbed a drink when he was with Sloane, but he didn’t actually take a sip of it, if he remembered right. Without taking his eyes off from Chariselle, he leaned over and inhaled Heath’s scent — he didn’t even think about it until he was standing straight again. [i][color=8A9A5B]By gods… why can’t you be normal for five seconds…. He smells so good tho…[/color][/i] That was when he glanced at Heath, ‘[color=8A9A5B]Uhm… niet. I haven’t eaten anything recent, but I’m not that hungry either. Thanks.[/color]’ Anatoliy honestly could eat. He could eat a lot and probably should, however, he was slightly stressed out and his mind was filled with plenty of things. 

That was when he began to look around before looking back at Chariselle and looking back at Heath, '[color=8A9A5B]And again, you already said it, but I’m Anatoliy Voronin. Anyone can call me Ana tho,[/color]’ he smiled a little more charmingly even though it was forced a little bit which made it slightly awkward or off in a sense. ‘[color=8A9A5B]And it was nice running into both of you…[/color]’ he trailed those words while pointing a finger out, the one where all the other fingers were wrapped around the neck of his guitar, and it slowly swiped from Heath to Chariselle. Anatoliy was trying not to forget to ask about people’s names. 
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[center][b]interactions[/b] Heath [@Pristine1281] & Chariselle [@PatientBean] - [b]Mentions[/b] Sloane[/center]