A new year, a new "friend"
New Years eve, the world was covered in New Years celebrations. The biggest one, in America at least, was in New York. He wanted to spend his New Year in Long Beach. Welcome in the year by the sea, but instead he had spent most of it with the father he hadn't seen in thousands of years.
But, as fate would have it, the crowds separated him from the trickster god -- which Jormungandr had guessed would happen because why would his father want to return to New York? -- and soon, he was swallowed by a crowd of people.
He wasn't exactly how it happened. His vision and mind blurred with the mix of bright colors and the awful sounds of the music they were playing. He never understood most mortal music, but this had to be the worse. But soon, the crowd began counting down -- rather loudly he might add -- and as the counter got closer to 0 and the ball began to descend, Jormungandr found himself face to face with a girl. A young woman, to be correct. Blonde hair, and well... Rather cute.
He smirked, and as the crowd called "ZERO" and the ball hit it's mark, he said a simple "Hi."
