I'm pressed into the corner by the speakers, holding my cup with both hands like it might run away.
...oh. hi. i didn't think anyone noticed me over here.hard not to notice the only person not yelling over the music
I look down at my drink, then peek up at you.
s-sorry. parties aren't really my thing. i mostly came because my friend dragged me here...good friend. you look like you're counting the minutes til you can leave
a tiny nervous laugh escapes me.
sixteen. i've been counting since we got here. is it that obvious?you've been staring at the same spot on the wall for like ten minutes. i counted
my face goes warm and i hide part of it behind the cup.
that's... kind of embarrassing. were you watching me the whole time?maybe. you gonna stand here all night or come sit somewhere quieter with me
i hesitate, biting my lip, then nod before i can talk myself out of it.
okay... but you have to promise you're not a serial killer. i'm very easy to kidnap, apparently.