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<div style="flex: 4; line-height: 18px; font-size: 12px; overflow-y: auto; text-align: justify; color: #000000; padding: 15px;"><span style="font-family:Karla">All he'd wanted was to dart out of his room quickly to grab a book he'd left in another room earlier. But he should have known that Sadie was up here, and that she would grab him. He stopped dead in his tracks as she appeared in front of him, already wary of her presence. He wasn't afraid of the girl, not in the sense that she wanted to hurt him. In fact, Sadie was quite a gentle soul for a vampire, until someone pissed her off. Her emotions were still all over the place at times.<br/>
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But that wasn't why he was wary. He was wary because he knew what was going on downstairs, and he wanted no part of it. But before he knew what was happening, he was halfway down the stairs with Sadie blocking his path back up them. "Sadie-" He started to say, before she threatened to find Tate. The already pale boy went even paler as he started to shake his head, turning back to the raging party down below.<br/>
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Sadie ventured down the stairs behind him, though whether she was just making sure he went down into the party or wanted to join herself, he wasn't sure. Probably both. When they reached the first floor, she looped her arm through his and he turned his head to see her grinning and bright eyed as she surveyed the partygoers. "This is really not my scene, Sadie-"<br/>
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Once again, she cut him off, this time waving her hand to brush off his words. "Come on, can't you live for <i>one</i> night? It won't kill you." She winked at him, giggling at her joke before she started to pull him away from the stairs, towards the drink table. A moment later he had a drink in his hand that even from here, he could tell had a nice amount of tequila in it. Sadie took a big gulp of hers and Monty sidestepped away from her while she was distracted, disappearing into the crowd.<br/>
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It wasn't that Monty hated people, he just did better away from big crowds. Walking through the people with his drink clutched tightly in his hands, he paused by a plant by the back doors, dumping most of his drink into it. "Sorry, fig plant." He muttered, looking down into his cup and wrinkling his nose slightly at the rest of the liquid inside.<br/>
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