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Started October 25, 2018 by @Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

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Sym gave a shaky smile before sticking out his hand.
"I'm Sym and I hope so."

"I'm Teivel." The Fallen Angel said, shaking his hand, and retreating back to his own booth.

Sym nodded then put his earbuds in, playing sounds of the sea. Those sounds always made him calmer, they reminded him of home.

Gabe sat in the corner of the room, seeming relaxed, even high. He had yet to smoke anything yet but he knew well enough how to pretend. He kept to himself, he was never really a people person. That is, not without being high or drunk. He warily eyed the other around the room, seeing people talk to each other and chat as if they were friends after only meeting each other this moment. He wished to be able to just dive into conversation with a random person without first having an inhibitor of sorts but he knew it just isn’t meant to be so.

Teivel walked over, sitting at the long table, and displayed his ID, sliding a few bills on the counter, and recieving an edible in return.

Kaitlin sat in the darkest corner of the room she could find, finding comfort in the shadows around her that distracted her from the missing presence of her brother. With a sigh, she twirled her spoon around in the air with her magic before placing it in her half empty cup of her now cold hot chocolate with a sigh. She was bored and lonely… like always.

Gabe walks over to the counter, sliding a fake id and some money to the counter, getting a joint and lighting it before settling in in a dark corner by Kaitlin, not saying anything.

Kaitlin looked over to the guy sitting in the shadows a short way away from here and swallowed. Curse her and her nerves. She sighed and pulled out her phone to text her brother, hoping he would arrive soon.

He glanced over at her, noticing her uneasiness, the weed making him slightly less quiet, “am I takin someone’s seat, doll?” He asked, in a friendly manner.

Kaitlin shook her head, “N-no. You’re not.” She said quietly, going back to fiddling with her spoon.

Teivel started to eat his edible, dipping it in the hot cocoa he'd gotten next. The stools were comfortable, but he wanted to be able to lean back more, so he hopped off and went to a booth, any one would do.

Gabe leans back in his sofa like chair, “neat trick you had goin’ on there…with your..” he gestures to her hands and spoon vaguely

“Oh, That… Thanks. It’s nothing really.” Kaitlin shrugged and ran a hand through her hair.

Teivel was just finished with his brownie, and about to drink his hot chocolate, when he remembered that he'd forgotten a straw. He shapeshifted one from his exposed forearm, and detached it. Using it to drink.

“Nah, it’s neat, sweetheart, I mean, I can’t do it” He looks around the room, feeling loose and more extroverted. He scanned the room with hungry eyes, almost as if he was on the prowl for someone to take. The hungry look quickly faded as he faced her again

“So? It still doesn’t make it that good of a trick.” Kaitlin relaxed a little and lent forward on the table a little. The shadows danced at her fingertips and she waved them away, and the ones snaking round her neck like a snake with a small smile at it.

Gabe puts up his hands in mock surrender, he chuckles, a sound like rain on a tin house, “hey, I’m jus’ tryna give a compliment!”

“I know, I know… sorry, guess it’s the insecurities…” Kaitlin’s voice became quieter as she spoke but she still relaxed more in Gabe’s presence.

Gabe scoots closer towards her, mostly because of her voice lowering, he tilts his head, “insecurities? About what? I mean you’re a smokin’ lookin’ girl, and you can do magic? That’s a keeper” he says with a small wink

Teivel looks out the window, indulging in the rich chrome and neon colors outside as his mind and body begin to geel fuzzy. He giggles a little bit, as the weed kicks in.

Kaitlin blushed and looked down at her lap, “Thanks, just normal teenage girl insecurities I guess.” She shrugged and looked back up, “You’re not too bad yourself.”

Gabe laughs heartily, “why, I thank you. I’ll take pride in my title as ‘not too bad’” he looks around once more, “you care for a drink? Or a smoke?”

Kaitlin shook her head, “No. I’m alright. I don’t smoke… or drink.” She smiled shyly.