He really hopes that Ava is still somewhere in the building. They’d grown up in the same small town, and Abram had moved to Silvercreek first, and yet his twin was always the more sociable one of them. So when she had dragged him out with her, Abram had gone along reluctantly - and seemingly as soon as he turned his back, she had vanished. There was a chance he could find her, if he dared venture into the packed crowd, but instead he backtracked weaving through the people around him towards the bar. It was less crowded, at the very least, and Abram managed to slip up to the bar, pausing at a seat, glancing at the person next to it. “Is this seat taken?” He questioned the person next to it - hoping that it would be available for him.









