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The man was still unsure of how much Fiona was a stick in the mud or not, as he glanced at her, and wondered [i]why[/i] people were not queuing up to get to know her. If she had been here for a few months or so, was there a reason for that? It made him slightly suspicious — maybe she was anti-social… Those thoughts were wandering around his head and he wondered how easy she could be to manipulate if she was anti-social and if she was lonely. She could be someone to keep an eye on. Charmingly, ‘[color=dca25b]Nelly seems to be [i]very[/i] sweet and that’s something I love. However, I do love a little fire myself,[/color]’ he smirked at Fiona. ‘[color=dca25b]Sometimes people are just too weak to play with hot coals,[/color]’ he shrugged his words off like that was a casual saying. However, he had seen way too many people get scared or run off by a little bit of back mouthing or attitude. Sometimes that is exactly what you wanted in a girl. Sometimes it wasn’t. The fiery ones could always be fun in bed. It was just getting them to the point where they saw you as much fun as you saw them. 

‘[color=dca25b]School is overrated unless you actually want to do something “special” with your life. I rather just have a cozy apartment and do whatever the fuck I want,[/color]’ Morne chuckled at his own words because it was true. It was somewhat pathetic to others but he didn’t want to be a doctor or an outstanding researcher. There was no point when the biggest thing he wanted was his own peace and to have fun whenever he wanted. Plus, school was not his thing… not at all. ‘[color=dca25b]You really should go to Marti Gras! It’s fun and who the fuck cares if you are of age. You definitely can sneak drinks and have as much fun as you want in that crowd. Barely anyone checks I.D.s during those types of festivals and if you used your pretty doe eyes of yours. Look from under your lashes after talking to a guy. Ask him if he wants to get a few drinks and you’ll wait for him. He’d be on his knees doing whatever the fuck you want,[/color]’ Morne knew way too well how girls played that game but he didn’t care. If girls wanted to play that game, he fed into it, because it both ended with getting what they wanted. The girl having a blast and hooking up with a hot guy and him hooking up with a pretty girl he could brag about to his coworkers later — festivals and large events were his favorite to attend. 

His eyes kept wandering around the party in between conversations but he was showing Nelly and Fiona that his attention was on them too. There was so much going on that he felt like he had to keep checking things out from time to time. ‘[color=dca25b]Really? The gods didn’t tell any of you until this morning? Damn, they really fucking suck at getting news here or they don’t care,[/color]’ he rolled his eyes because he knew the gods and goddesses didn’t care. He was around his father enough to know how shitty those “higher ups” could be. And Nelly’s dad sounded like a hardass like his. The only reason he was here was because his father put his foot down and started making threats. Bringing up possibilities that worried Amorey and his mother too. Then he felt like he was forced into a position that he hated but had to proceed to go into. 

‘[color=dca25b]So those three are the stuck up cunts at camp?[/color]’ Morne wasn’t sugarcoating his language at all while he took a longer sip of his beer. ‘[color=dca25b]Ah,[/color]’ he let out a refreshing sound after he swallowed the amber liquid down. ‘[color=dca25b]There are always those types no matter where you are. A girl called Katie at my last job was like that. She couldn’t handle a little bit of fun or “unseriousness” while at work. She was so bad she wouldn’t even let the closing crew play music to help the night go quicker,[/color]’ Trinity, Andy, and Sylas were definitely names he would be having in the back of his mind to be careful around. He’d scope them out to see how they were but if people were already warning him about [i]staying on their good side[/i]... he wouldn’t be surprised if he ran into them and those words would be justified. And he followed Nelly’s gestures and words to each and everyone of the people she brought up. None of them were that good looking either. Typical. Focusing on Mason for a second, he and Andy looked like they liked each other, and tightasses usually stuck together. He wondered if he could cause some conflict between him and the girl. ‘[color=dca25b]I must have made the right decision then, approaching this table, getting to talk to two pretty girls, and not dealing with debby-downers,[/color]’ he flashed a smile at Fiona to try and get her to be apart of the “fun” crowd. At least Nelly was being fun in his eyes. Helpful too. 

Morne followed Nelly’s gesture when she pointed out Iliana and he smiled slightly, ‘[color=dca25b]She’s pretty too,[/color]’ he added. ‘[color=dca25b]And who is the guy?[/color]’ He assumed that Nelly didn’t know because she wasn’t naming him but he was still going to ask. See if anything came out. Maybe it was her boyfriend? He wouldn’t be surprised. 

‘[color=dca25b]We can leave the table and mingle with some more people. Sounds like a good time to me and Fiona definitely should join us,[/color]’ Morne looked at Fiona. ‘[color=dca25b]You definitely want to join us. Maybe we can get up to some mischief and mess with people? Anyone you don’t like?[/color]’ Morne joked but he was being serious. If Nelly and Fiona pointed out people they didn’t like… he definitely would show them what he could do powerwise and hoped they all could have a laugh at it. 
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