evan scanned his surroundings , looking not-so-subtly for a familiar face and not just any face no , evan roser was looking for odette doge . the rich pretty boy feared very little , or so he told people , but even he couldn’t deny the relief he felt when his search came up short . he was itching for a fight , but he also knew , deep down , that he would lose if push came to shove . “ god damn it , ” he mumbled under his breath , moving to take a swig of his drink before turning around and practically running into another person . “ god damn it , ” he repeated at a higher volume as he looked at the booze that now trickled down his chin and shirt .












