"Weren't you seeing my friend?" Valentin squints over at the other trying to figure out where he knows him from. He knows him right? Or has the hundreds of people he surrounds himself with all melded into one? He searches the others face so closely he's probably making the other uncomfortable. Valentin doesn't understand boundaries and no one's ever put any up with him so he thinks it's very normal to crowd into someone's space and start questioning them. This surely isn't the place for a line of questioning. The music is loud and practically vibrating the floor beneath his feet. Drinks flowing and bodies grinding but all he can do is interrogate this man. "Or have we met somewhere else? I swear I've seen your face." @broodkeeper











