@damienpatel Prompt from here (From John Mitchell)
“You’re not from around here. Huh?”



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@damienpatel Prompt from here (From John Mitchell)
“You’re not from around here. Huh?”
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“Not so much” Damien said with a small smile as he looked over at the male, taking a sip of his drink. He had been dragged to the party by a friend of his, who had gone off to migle, so he was just stood in the corner by himself for about half an hour before he was approached. “I don’t get how anyone likes this” He admitted, biting his lip.
“Yeah. Same here.” Caleb gave a shrug of his shoulders, looking out at the crowd of dancing people. “Well, some people thrive off human connection like little crack heads.” Caleb scrunched his freckled nose, “And then there’s people like us who find human interaction more draining.”
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The club was rather busy, but Heart wasn’t too keen on giving the old bastards what they wanted tonight. They were moving through all the warm bodies in their ribbon outfit when they caught sight of male who seemed like a frightened puppy or maybe he was just shy. A smile graced Heart’s features as they approached them, sitting on the armrest of the chair that the male was sitting in.
“Hey, Handsome. You come for a dance or are you one of those lookers?”
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“I....I don’t know actually” He said awkwardly. “i mean... Maybe if i ask nicely enough you’ll stop so please stop?” He asked in his nicest voice, He didn’t have much hope but figured he’d give it a shot anyway, sometimes being nice got him places
Kylo sighed at the male before brown eyes rolled in their sockets. He readjusted his leather jacket, casting his gaze back to the guy that Damien had been defending. His own knuckles felt they might bruise later, but he’d suffered worse.
“Don’t get involved in things that aren’t your business.” Kylo said finally, “You might regret it.”
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“oh? how so?” He asked, usually this would scare him but in this case he was just interested in what he had to say. He assumed he wasn’t serious, which is the main reason he wasn’t scared.
Roman’s face morphed into annoyance. He rubbed at his nose for a second before it was bright red. “You’re not taking me fucking serious.” Roman finally spoke, sounding like a child, “You don’t think I can’t do bad things? I’m a real bad fucking person and you think I’m just dickin around.”
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“Huh?” Damien answered the woman “What do you mean?” He asked curiously, getting a bit panicky since he wasn’t sure if Kai was making some sort of joke or if she actually had the intention of harming him. Damien was very soft and got scared pretty easily, so being stuck in a room with a stranger was already scary enough and Kai’s question did not make it any better.
Kai let out a sigh, eyes rolling as she looked at the door to the classroom. She’d heard it lock from the other side and wondered when they would get out. She looked to the window and then back to the door, squinting. Maybe she could break it down. She’d done tai kwon do before.
“Don’t be such a chicken shit.” She replied finally, “Doors locked. Maybe I could kick it in, but I think the door opens in this way not out.”
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“me. I don’t love a good party because there is no such thing as a good party” He scoffed, rolling his eyes and leaning back on the chair he was sitting on. He hadn’t known Nev very long but they had gotten quite close, which was the only reason Nev was able to drag him along to a party. “What do i even wear?” He asked with a groan once he realised he was going to the party, no matter if he wanted to or not.
“Don’t be such a party pooper.” Nev said with a pout. He hadn’t been invited to the party personally, but everyone was going and he thought maybe dragging along his new friend might better his odds of not getting fully kicked out. The male was not very popular. “You wear clothes, but only cos it’s the law. Now stop your pouting and get hyped! Who knows? You might meet someone tall dark and handsome.”
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“sorry sorry sorry” Damien said in a panicked voice as he bumped into the man. He was extremely clumsy so even if he did try to look where he was going, he usually would bump into someone or something “Are you okay?” He asked as his eyes scanned the man from head to toes to see if he hurt him or made him drop anything.
“Whoa whoa, kid.” Han couldn’t help but laugh at the younger as he began to freak out. “It’s fine. You’re cool. I was messing with ya.” He gave him a smile, “But if you’d bumped into my car that way, I might have actually had to choke you out.” He pushed his sunglasses up his forehead.
“Name’s Han. Han Solo. You may have heard of me. Best fucking street racer around? Ring any bells?”