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Name: Will Brayden Mathews Occupation: Fist year at Toronto U Interests: books, basketball, the great outdoors, and more

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Cricket: smiled at his offer. "I'd really like that!" She accepted, nodding. "That is, if you weren't joking. But even if you were, you aren't anymore and you're definitely taking me to a college party." She laughed, then sighed with relief when he said her best friend wasn't there. "Good, that's... good. I don't really want to see him right now." She let out a humorless chuckle and took another sip of her drink.

Will: shook his head at her when she told him he would be going through with it even if he'd been joking, "It'd be a pleasure." He lifted a brow at what she told him, "Trouble in paradise? If it's the time thing dude's really dying in the books, not just you he's been ditching."

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Cricket: took another sip of her drink. "That's nice," she responded. "College parties definitely seem better, but high school parties usually have me so are they really?" She asked jokingly, laughing. She downed the rest of her drink and then really thought about what Will had said about being here with friends from school. She fidgeted a little. "KC's not here, is he?"

Will: chuckled at her response. "I think you really locked into a good point. Maybe I could take you to a college party someday and we'll get the maximum experience." he added only half joking. He frowned a bit a her next question, a bit disappointed his friend wasn't here and a bit disappointed he probably wasn't being very interesting, "Nah, he couldn't make it."

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Cricket: went through her mental files to place a face to the name she was given but came up empty. "I don't know him," she said, shaking her head. "North side," she repeated him, thinking about where her house was. "Okay, that's not too bad. And no, I came alone." She stared down into her cup, swirling her drink. "What about you?" she asked. "Are you here with anyone?"

Will: lifted one shoulder looking around the house that didn't say much about who the boy was, it was as average as could be. It really could have been anyone's house, "He's a nice guy," he said finding nothing else to really add. He watched her quizzically as she looked away, "I came with some guys from school. Real hotshot I am, still coming to high school parties." he awkwardly sort of laughed. He wasn't good at this. The only reason he'd got girls was because of his helpful face and his jersey but flirting that was not something he could even lie about on his resume.

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Cricket: leaned against the bar and sipped on her drink when she saw the first familiar face she had seen in a while. "Will!" She replied, smiling. "Ummmm yeah I guess! You're the first person I've seen who I actually recognize." She hiccuped. "Do you know whose house we're at? And where in the city we are? Because I don't. I don't really know anything right now, honestly."

Will: smiled right back glad for the warm greeting. He chuckled at her honesty when she said she didn't really know anything at the current moment. "Well then point for me. But yeah," he nodded, "This is Cooper's. He should be a senior this year? On the basketball team. And north side of town. You didn't come with anybody?" he asked over the music somewhat surprised.

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Cricket: stumbled past faces she didn't recognize as she made her way to the counter with rows of glass bottles to refill her cup. She couldn't remember whose party she was at. She didn't really recognize her surroundings but she didn't care because she did recognize Captain Jack on the label on the bottle in front of her. She picked it up and poured more into her cup, splashing it on the counter a little bit.

Will: had been convinced to leave his studies behind for a night and go out to a party. It probably hadn't had been as hard as it should have been but he actually wanted to take a night off. College had given him more school work to do than ever before and as much as he though that made particularly good sense he wasn't praising his professors for it either. His night took a particularly good turn though when he caught sight of an old friend, or maybe friend of a friend, but still he was glad to see her. "Hey," he called out, "You look like you're having fun," he added as he walked up to the bar where she was.

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