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The weekend had officially begun, and Damien had been invited to the usual Friday night frat party, except this time, he wasn’t the one organizing it and that was good for a change. People had been talking about how great the previous party had turned out, and more than a few noticed he bailed his own party rather early. He had just shrugged it off and gave them some lame excuse. Had they bought it? He had no clue. Nothing had happen, but still, he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about that ‘nothing’ all week. It had been stupid. What was he thinking? He closed his eyes, willing the thoughts from that night to go away, but they didn’t. A sound announcing a new text on his phone distracted him, he composed a simple text to some girl he had been talking to, assuring her he would be arriving soon.
As soon as he hit sent, he left the house and only a few minutes after he walked into the party. He scanned the room, waving to some friends here and there, but instead of finding who he was looking for, his eyes stopped on Tee. He hadn’t been expecting to see her here, which was stupid. The possibilities of her being here weren’t exactly slim.
Just opened photoshop after 5 loooong months... watch out for some shitty gifs shortly.