"Sure," Flame said to the other two. He approached the door and opened it for them all to go in. The music wasn't too loud but you could hear it from all the rooms in the house. There were drinks and foods scattered around and people were just chatting. Flame spotted Christopher and made his way towards him.
Christopher was hanging out on one of the chairs by the counter, legs curled up to his chest. He was sipping on a cup of water, and he waved when he saw the familiar faces enter the house. “Hi, I’m glad to see someone I know,” He said with a small laugh, smiling brightly.
Ryan smiled back. "Yeah, I don't normally go to parties. If you guys weren't here, I probably wouldn't have even come."
“Me neither, but Damian’s a really nice guy. I really enjoy hanging out with him, especially since he’s gone in Russia or wherever a lot,” Christopher said with a small smile.
Riverpaw whined inwardly as she looked around the house. She couldn't help but cling to the arm of the nearest person, which happened to be Ryan. "Um, w-what is he 'in Russia or wherever' for?" She ask Christopher.
Christopher paused to think for a moment, “I suppose we never really talk about it. He says it’s business related stuff, and it’s about then I stop listening,” Christopher said with a small laugh, glancing around for Damian but it seemed to be the Russian man was off on the dance floor, swaying by himself near the sidelines and nursing a red solo cup.
August decided, no matter how strange it would be, to go to the party that was spoken of. He had followed one of the motorcycles for a bit until stopping so he didn't seem suspicious for following the cycle. He then made his way to a neighborhood and looked around for a bunch of parked bikes. Eventually, he found the house and parked by the side. With a sigh, Auggie got off and went to the door. After a moment of hesitation, he knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer it.
Damian, desperate for a distraction from his loneliness, walked to get the door when he heard a knock. He opened it and offered a smile, not recognizing the guy but also not caring, “Welcome, I am Damian. If you want to smoke, you can go over there.” Damian gestured to the area in the back he’d designated for the drugs. He liked his parties to have a little class, not to be some high mess.
August smiled and held out his hand almost out of habit. "I'm August, nice to meet you." He said as looked to where Damian had pointed. He wasn't much of a smoker so he probably wasn't going to visit that room any time soon.
Damian’s hand met August’s in a firm handshake. “Nice to meet you as well. Feel free to enjoy yourself,” Damian told him with a smile, stepping aside to let the man in. He glanced back to the dance floor, wondering whether he should go back to sadly dance alone or go mingle with his cousin’s friends.
(is everyone at the party right now?)
(I don't know)
Ryan gestured vaguely in Damian's direction. "Do you think we should invite him over? He looks kind of lonely."
Christopher chewed on his lower lip, weighing it. “I don’t know. Sometimes he likes to be alone, I think. Maybe he’s feeling homesick. I don’t know if he has a significant other or anything back in Russia, maybe he misses someone?” Christopher wondered aloud. Damian never really talked about his personal life in Russia all that much with Christopher.
(not everyone yet)
Riverpaw looked around and stepped closer to Ryan, then tapped Christopher. "A-as his cousin, should you, l-like, go spend some time with him?" She suggested. "I-invite him over here or- or something?"
“I was talking with him earlier, it’s just-“ Christopher bit his lower lip, then finally continued, “Are you sure you all want him over here. I just know that you don’t know him very well, and I didn’t want him to freak you guys out. I know he freaked me out when I first met him,” Christopher let out a soft, almost shy, chuckle at that, “I don’t want you to be forced fo hang out with him because he’s my cousin.” Christopher fidgeted with his hands and favored to look at the ground.
Colden (appeared)looked over at the two, "He was a pretty interesting and different guy." he nodded then sighed. The guy was difference and not someone you meet often, "He was really outgoing ish. Talkative, comfortable with strangers."
(Heyo this might be dead now, but Imagine did you want August to interact more with Damian? I was trying to leave him over there in case, but idk)
(Oh yeah…. I think I did. And now thinking about it, I still do lol.)
August meandered in and looked around. He had no idea what to do and he was beginning to regret coming. He thought maybe it would distract him or give him something interesting to do. But he wasn't one to randomly go up to someone and start talking. He spotted an empty corner and stood there, almost waiting for someone else to initiate conversation.
Damian wandered around, debating to go back to nursing his cup but then he saw the man he let in earlier. He walked across the room to him, casually leaning on the wall beside him. “Hey,” He nodded in greeting, flashing a smile. He noticed his cousin talking with his friends, and smiled knowing that he wasn’t all alone. Damian refocused in the man beside him, “How is the party?”
August smiled back. "Hi… I mean, it's not terrible. I don't do this much so I don't know how they're supposed to be and I don't know anyone here. But besides that, it's pretty good." He explained. Auggie put his hands in his pockets to busy himself.
Damian offered a smile, glancing over towards the dance floor. “I do not suppose you would want to dance with me? My cousin and I have a bet to see if I can get a guy to dance with me, and I do not intend to lose,” Damian explained, though Christopher and him certainly didn’t have any bets going on.
August thought for a second, a little hesitant. "Hey, why not I don't have anything better to do." He said with a timid smile. He hadn't danced with someone since senior prom and even then that was with his best friend to help him not be so lonely.
(Who all are still alive in this?)
(I sure am)