setting, black lake party, near the bonfire. open, to anyone in aurelius ! ♡
anthony's eyes scan the faces around him as he looks around the party, trying to find someone to either converse with, or flirt with -— whichever situation happened to present itself first. he'd lost track of time during a rather competitive game of exploding snap, and somehow during the game all of his companions had seemed to find themselves otherwise occupied, and while he's sure they'd warned him of where they'd gone when they left, anthony had been far too engrossed in the game to take any note of it. trying to wrack his alcohol-muddled brain leads to no helpful hints, and he takes a sip from the half full glass in his hand as he scopes out his surroundings. he frowns as he looks down at his makeshift magical wheelchair, thankful that the pain potions he's been taking have helped with the pain still lingering from the attacks, but he's irritated that he's stuck with limited mobility for the time being. he's attempting to turn his chair around when he accidentally bumps it into someone, his eyes widening when he whips his head over to look at them, earning a hiss of pain from the suddenness of it. “ shit, i'm so sorry, i'm still getting used to this thing. thank merlin it's only temporary, eh? ” he jokes through the pain, radiating throughout his neck and side from the movement, before taking a deep breath. “ are you alright? ”
