<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/11/ec/30/11ec305ad14e9fc040705b1cf3b0285b.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aaren Sandstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658128#msg14658128)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inch | Redwood | Dragon Heartstring <br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> This outfit, without sunglasses (http://cdn01.cdn.justjaredjr.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/11/gregg-fitness/gregg-sulkin-fitness-inspiration-faking-set-05.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Lost<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Open heart, open mind, never know who you'll find...<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> DNCE - Kissing Strangers (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wzZWXrlDj-A)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dyani | Konstantin</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Of all of the times to get interrupted by a complete wanker like Konstantin, this was one of the worst. Aaren could swear he was lurking in the shadows when neither he nor Dyani thought to look, waiting for the opportunity when he could strike and, like a vulture, pick at the carcasses left behind. Dyani’s sentence cut off just before Aaren could make heads or tails of what it was she was about to say. Then, once the snake revealed himself, Aaren lost track entirely of Dyani’s words.<br/><br/>Beside him, Aaren could swear that Dyani had tensed up, as paralysis took over. He didn’t have to know the intimate details of their relationship in order to tell that there was some definite tension in the air, permeating between them, like splashes of lightning. He rose to his feet without much thought, not about to let this absolute cunt face get what he wanted and walk all over him to get it. He might have spoken out of turn, might have offered to take Dyani away from the situation when she actually didn’t want to, but then her hand landed in his and he stopped doubting himself.<br/><br/>Her hand was comfortably seated against his as she stood up as well. Aaren turned to collect their waters when Konstantin offered him a patronizing sort of laugh. He felt his shoulders raise, but he tried to keep his jaw from locking and his fist from shaking. He mocked Aaren’s wit, his smile still just as arrogant and pompous as ever. Again, he was apologizing in his phony manner, then mentioned Nadia, as if Aaren was still dating her because he stuck up for her. “See, I can understand why you misunderstood.” He turned to face Konstantin, one hand still holding Dyani’s.<br/><br/>“You must only think the reason to be nice to a woman is when you want to get into her skirt. And beyond that,” he shrugged his shoulders, “I can see why you’re confused. It must be hard to keep track of what other people around you are doing when you’re too busy burying your head in your own ass.” The way that he winked at Dyani before saying goodbye to her was all he needed to about face. He scooped up their waters and led Dyani away, not stopping until he found a place for them to sit in private seclusion. Once there, he leaned against the wall and set the waters down on a nearby table. Thankfully, there were a convenient piece of furniture everywhere.<br/><br/>“Sorry,” Aaren struggled over the word but managed to get it out just the same. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted to talk to him or not. I just… got the feeling I should step in, so I did.” Aaren was still holding her hand, and it wasn’t until then, when he finally looked down, that he realized it. Releasing her all at once, he raised his hand to scratch idly at the back of his neck, cocking his head to the side and almost nervously away from her. “So, anyway… erm, if you wanted to, we could revisit that conversation again?” He couldn’t help sounding hopeful, not only to restore the evening and return to a sense of normalcy but to also bring back their chat, which he thought had been going well, before the unwanted disruption.