@RhysTheFirebird group
Avdey sighs, leaning back against the wall, “Hello>”
Avdey sighs, leaning back against the wall, “Hello>”
"Who invited you?" Donevan looked Avdey up and down.
“I don’t know. Father just told me to come.” He looks away, staring out at the crowd of people.
"and yet no one told me. How frustrating" Donevan ran his fingers through his hair shaking his head.
“Maybe because you hate me and I hate you and they didn’t want you throwing a fit like a child?” Avdey asks, tilting his head and smirking.
"am I throwing a fit? no." Donevan shook his head. "maybe my father just thought it would provide some entertainment to this otherwise dreadful party"
Avdey rolls his eyes, “Maybe you’re just not throwing a fit because you’re already in public. It would be real shameful on your family if you did throw a fix.”
"what makes you think I would ever throw a fit?" Donevan glared at Avdey. (wait, how tall is he? cuz Donevan is 5'9)
(Avdey stands at about 5’6)
Avdey just smirks at him and turns away.
(Is this real world and just in the past, or is it a made up world? Cause Avdey has a slight Russian accent)
(kinda could be any. Like accents are totally a vibe)
Donevan frowned at the shorter male. "your very smug"
Avdey shrugs, “Eh.” He turns and faces the other man.
“Maybe. Maybe not.”
"maybe not? you are acting very smug for someone so short" Donevan rolled his eyes. "I don't know why I bothered to approach you, just as smug and stuck up as always" He turned to walk away.
Avdey turns, “I am not that short!” He snaps, scowling.
He crosses his arms again, hot irritation flooding his body. He takes deeps breaths, trying to calm himself down. “I’m not smug.”
Donevan smirked to himself, "look whos throwing a fit now" he turned back to Avdey, "short"
Avdey’s dark eyes blazed with anger. He takes another deep breath, closing his eyes. “Shut the hell up.” He mutters.
(Oh, what’s your standpoint on swears?)
"what was that? I couldn't hear you from down there?" Donevan smirked, (um most of my vocabulary is swears)
(XDD)
Avdey glares and then turns, walking away. Disengage from the situation. He couldn’t cause a scene.
Donevan smirked to himself, successful in pissing Avdey off.
Avery grits his jaw, going to a darker corner and leaning against the wall. He sighs, running his hand through his hair, pulling at it slightly.
Donevan retreated back to his father's side, a smug look on his face.
Avdey closes his eyes, taking deep breaths for long moments before straightening and dropping his hands from his hair. He looks around the room for a long moment before grabbing a drink off a passing platter and almost downing it.
Donevan watched Avdey from across the room, suprised at how easy it had been to get Avdey to react.
(Poor Avdey has anger management issues-)
He pulls the glass away from his face and pointedly does not look at Donevan, instead looking towards the dance floor and watching the dancing couples.
Donevan again moved away from his fathers side when a young woman asked him tp dance. He would have said no if not for his father insisting otherwise.
Avdey watches the dancing couples, ignoring anyone who walks over to ask him to dance. He didn’t want to dance, and he really didn’t care for the look his father was currently giving him.
The following keyboard controls are supported across Notebook.ai. All keyboard controls are disabled when editing a document or notebook page.