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Eris Halla may see bright colors in the chaos of the evening, but
jayden doesn't. he sees monochrome grey, darkness spilling out of each and every angle. he knocks back another drink — one, two, three.
[break][break] no one seems to notice even as he is pushed out of the center of the ground, and he is absorbed by the mass of people joining in on the festivities, taking part in
Laurence Anderson dare.
[break][break] but jayden doesn't notice.
[break][break] something
hot and painful coils in his stomach whenever he glances at
Chu-e Choi , who does not even to notice he's attended the party. splashes of violet and blue interrupt his gaze — the color of bruises.
[break][break] the rocket isn't sure how much time passes, how many drinks he's knocked back.
[break][break] a gentle touch seems to awaken him.
[break][break] he blinks, gaze blurred. for a second, he sees the gentle face of a team rocket underboss, a whisper of melted ice cream and memories he never got to experience. her fingers tug at his close, small fingers wrapping into the fabric. the pressure makes him blink again - the image of chu-e disappearing - and he realizes that it's eris, not chu-e, who came to comfort him.
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"i..." his words are lost on him. there is something warm settling in his chest, not entirely due to the alcohol.
"you shouldn't be here," he mumbles under breath, taking another sip of a drink.
"you're missing the party. i'm not..." [break][break] sad? upset?
worth it?[break][break] eris doesn't seem to care. she takes matters into his own hand — pressing her lips to his cheek in a chaste kiss. jayden flushes lightly — or maybe it's the alcohol.
"ah —" she's kind.
[break][break] funny. maybe rocket hadn't gotten to her yet.
[break][break] something bubbles in his chest, maybe due to his current state of intoxication, as he looks down at the other, who chooses to spend time with him rather than the rest of the festivities.
[break][break] jayden takes another sip of his drink, swirling liquid and clinking ice, before setting it down. his cheeks are flushed now. his head tilts.
"do you want to hear a secret?" he leans down, to whisper into the other's ear.
"you can't tell anyone, though."[break][break] he waits for her, pausing and when she makes her decision, he leans down.
[break][break] like a schoolgirl confession.
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"i think i have a crush."[break][break] he laughs. the sound cuts, hurting even now.
[break][break] one finger, slowly, rises to point over to a familiar head of dark blue hair, mingled in the masses.
[break][break] of course, the team rocket underboss.
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IrIQR_lK [break]
+10 BP [break]
total: 465 [break][break]
+ confess a secret due to intoxication [break][break]