“I wanted to say ‘hi’ before the party ended.”
The party was slowly coming to an end, the DJ beginning to play the last few songs of the night. Unfortunately he had spent most of the evening cooped up against a wall at the back of the room, surrounded by a crowd of zealous fans. They mainly just wanted autographs, not bothering to hold back as they shoved their pens and markers within close proximity to his face. However he was used to that sort of treatment by now, it was being tugged and grabbed on that he wasn’t particularly fond of. Naturally when they music started to soften signalling the night coming to an end soon, he bolted from the awkward position before excusing himself and heading upstairs. There was a light pounding sensation forming at the back of his head and his back felt tighter than it usually did, he’d recharge before heading back down. He still had one more event to attend to that night before he could finally head so he didn’t the point in having all his energy drained before he got there.
Thorne had found an empty bedroom to lounge in, plopping down on the bed he shuffled through the confines of his pockets, pulling out a new pack of cigarettes. However after spending another ten minutes of fumbling he realized that he had left his lighter downstairs with his manager. Releasing a series of muffled grumbles, he tossed them aside before turning in the direction of the sudden voice. Before their words were registered he assumed that they were probably searching for a bathroom or something but he was wrong, apparently they were looking for him. “You wouldn’t happen to have a lighter would you? Oh…and hello” He greeted them half-heartedly having two fingers toward them, taking in their appearance little by little.