2014 || Liam & Rhyan
Liam was dancing with some random girl, already wasted. He barely knew anyone here, it was better this way because he could be a dick and not care what anyone thought. He heard this incessant noise, like a bee buzzing around him and that’s when he realized it was the door. He pushed through the crowd, purposely riling some guys up so they’d come fight him later. “Heeeey, it’s brown eyes!” He exclaims, his eyes moving over her. “‘Mon in, parties already started,” he shouts, throwing his arms round her shoulders. It probably wasn’t the best idea for her to come here, Liam was not in the best place and he wanted to find the Brotherhood, so why not kill some people? Killed off some steam and created a big enough scene to attract attention from the Brotherhood - two birds, one stone.
She had waited at the door for a hot minute before she finally gathered up the courage to try opening the door herself. Though she was beaten to it, when the man who had invited her, opened it himself. She was shocked by his openness as they exchanged greetings. "My name's Rhyan," Her voice was quiet and soft, though as she looked around the party there was a hint of fear and maybe even mischievous in her eyes. As the man threw his arm over her shoulder, she felt smaller. In fact, she was smaller, in comparison to his larger physique, she was an ant. "How long have you been here?" She asked, pouring herself a drink from a punch bowl. Well, what she hoped was punch. Rhyan couldn't help herself as she tried to subtly check him out, her eyes trailing over his body. Though she hoped he wouldn't notice her, she quickly looked away, towards the dance floor.
