﹡ ╰ B A R O M.
okay , asking dezeray of all people if she was leaving was a bit dumb of him to do . he tried to enjoy the party as much as he could have before he decided to leave , but he should ATTEMPT to enjoy himself at least a tiny bit more . he stomps his foot like a petulant child , but ultimately decides that he’ll stay . ‘ hey , hey ! ’ barom shushes the girl , waving his hand a bit as he does so . ‘ don’t expose me as the guy who wants to leave early . i have a REPUTATION to uphold . ’ his eyes roll playfully as he speaks , digging pearly whites into his lower lip . maybe he should just drink until he forgets his own name ( and there’s no issue with that ) so he turns on the heel of his vans sneakers . his lithe frame slumps slightly when she throws an arm around his shoulders , and he expertly dusts his hair from his eyes as he speaks . ‘ what’re you drinking ? i’ll have that … doubled. ’
a toothy grin appears on dezeray’s face and she lifts her arms up to let out an enthusiastic cheer as it became apparent barom had FINALLY given in . “ oh , no no no . how ‘bout something much more thrilling ? guess what i haven’t done tonight ? ” and with a smug smile , the small brunette grabs ahold of barom’s hand and eagerly yanks him out of the kitchen and straight to the living room where tons of people crowded around one table with red solo cups placed on top in triangle formation . wordlessly , dezeray stops five feet away from the table with barom by her side and simply smirks up at the boy .

















