The funny thing about Manny was that as introverted as he claimed himself to be, it also took a certain amount of alcohol to bring out his party goblin to keep him from going home. Between the pot from Seth and multiple drinks, he'd well-reached that point late in the evening and suddenly his complaints about the noise and too many people here in Euphoria diminished into cheers of enjoyment and laughter as he danced with friends.
He needed a drink so he separated and wandered to the bar feeling, well, pretty fucking euphoric. The place was packed and inebriated as the shifter was all the bodies jammed together like a can of sardines created quite the obstacles to wade through. He'd just about made it to his destination, a clearing in sight from all the people that he pushed through... and collided right into someone oncoming.
"Oh, shit. Shit, I'm so sorry," he spoke loudly over the blaring music, hands out defensively as he tried to recollect his own balance. "Fuck, are you... okay..." Manny trailed off, recognizing the other guy as Arnon whom he hadn't properly seen since heat week after the halfling wound up claimed shortly after. His eyes narrowed a little as he smirked wryly. "Surprised to see you out here tonight, Ceanai."
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