<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 | Nadia | Ria | Others at bar</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>The second shot glass came relatively quickly, but before he had a chance to gulp it down, Aaren realized the bar was becoming quite a hot spot. He looked up just in time to see a few people flocking closer, one of which being a blonde who wore a dress that hugged her in all the right places. He hated to stare, but he couldn’t quite help it. Especially since she slinked just beside him.<br/><br/>She ordered the same thing he just struggled to get down and Aaren flinched in response. “I don’t know if you-” he started, but when she flashed him a smile that could win her a prize, he felt the pieces click into place. He knew her… though she was even more gorgeous than he remembered when she tried to make his life a living hell; the girl next to him was Dyani Hawthorne.<br/><br/>He couldn’t finish his sentence. Just seeing her again after he was sure he never would, was a bit more than he could handle just then. It didn’t help that his throat was being attacked by the fiery blast still radiating through it, either. She greeted him nonchalantly, then took the shot glass handed to her and downed it before she could talk herself out of it. Aaren again opened his mouth to protest, but instead watched as she forced the liquid down.<br/><br/>Despite himself, a small grin formed on his face. Dyani struggled with the drink, sighing roughly and wearing her discomfort on her nonexistent sleeves. She questioned him about his drink preferences, the apples of her cheeks already flushed slightly. “I never told you to drink it,” he reminded her, hoping to match her casual demeanor. Though, he had to admit to himself, sitting this close to her made him awfully nervous.<br/><br/>And not just because she typically treated him like shit, back when they went to the same school, all while looking as beautiful as she did.<br/><br/>He chuckled lightly, flagging the bartender down for two bottles of water, when a few more drinks were ordered, including a round of tequila shots. Aaren noticed Nadia just as she said ‘hey’ to him. All he could manage in return was a lopsided smile and a hand wave. The one who ordered the round for everyone was insistent, and even singled out Nadia, implying that she needed a stiff shot badly.<br/><br/>Aaren bit his lip to keep from laughing, but still made a rather obvious chortling sound. He gave Dyani a challenging sort of look as he picked up the tequila shot in front of him. His brows quirked, as if to dare her to take another shot. The toast was made and Aaren leaned in to clink his glass with the others. “Cheers! What a toast.” He tossed his head back and took the shot, then slapped it down and breathed out a heavy sigh.<br/><br/>He still had one more shot of burning wine but upon seeing Aleks, decided to slide the shot over to him. He waved at the guy from Durmstrang, not that the pair were necessarily best friends, but seeing him in the midst of a party with a bunch of unfamiliar faces made him seem more friendly, at least. Aaren nodded to Dyani, silently suggesting she follow him somewhere a little more quiet after picking up their waters. Walking down the hall and toward the stairs, he leaned against the balcony, hoping she followed, so he could ask: “Is this where you’ve been hiding all this time?”<br/><br/>“I mean, it’s been a while. A long while. You look… amazing.” His smile stretched, showing his dimples. “Do I get a hug, or…?” He trailed off, but was already extending his arms out, clearly hopeful.