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Sky barely reacted when JJ bumped his shoulder. Just a raised brow and an amused grin. [color=pink]“Careful, darling,”[/color] he said, adjusting his jacket. [color=pink]“These are vintage. And by vintage, I mean aggressively thrifted.”[/color]

He glanced JJ over. He seemed to be glowing. Not literally, internally. [color=pink]“Wow. You look… vibrant. Like you just won the lottery or discovered inner peace. Either way, love that for you.”[/color] He took a sip of his cocktail, eyes glittering. [color=pink]“Something in the air tonight, I swear.”[/color]

Settling back onto his stool, Sky propped his chin on his hand and watched the group continue to trickle in. He clocked the way the energy shifted with every arrival. The laughter, the warmth, the easy way people settled in. It felt… nice. Too nice, almost.

He raised his glass slightly at Henry’s family comment, lips quirking. [color=pink]“Bold word choice for a bunch of court-ordered delinquents,”[/color] he said lightly. [color=pink]“But I’ll allow it. Found family is very on trend.”[/color]

He leaned back, raising his drink a little higher. [color=pink]“Well look at us,”[/color] Sky drawled. [color=pink]“Trauma bonding over top-shelf liquor. Honestly, this is the healthiest group activity I’ve done all year.”[/color]

[@KactusPunch][@King Kindred]