<div class="floatright">(https://78.media.tumblr.com/2920a153723ecb0839325321967508c3/tumblr_oplvw8Nk7Y1w6bn9yo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Evion Raymond (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=281599.msg13847475#msg13847475)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White suit as pictured (https://78.media.tumblr.com/2920a153723ecb0839325321967508c3/tumblr_oplvw8Nk7Y1w6bn9yo1_500.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hilton Hotel Ballroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tanner, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Evions pocket buzzes with a startled yip from its wearer. Was this the day super powers emerged? From wenst in his trouser pocket?<br/><hr/>(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/c/c7/Chat.png)<br/>+21 773 068 922<br/><span class="bbc_u">Number unknown</span><br/>Hey loser say hi to everyone for me.<br/><hr/>Evion rolls his eyes. Pockets his sisters text.<br/>She knows he has no idea who she hung out with. Knew he had no idea who was who when they let him tag along back in the day. Sitting in the backseat while your sister dropped you off on her way to a friends was the most mortifying experience a 16-year-old boy could sit through. Think you`re hot shit in senior year? Well lookit that your big sis picking up widdle babyest bro. The drama he never cared about. The gossip he never wanted to know.<br/>F off Grey.<br/><br/>“Tanner!” The shout rises above the din. Evions head whips around with breakneck velocity.<br/><br/>Evion can`t believe his eyes. Tanner, who revelled with him in all sorts of mischief nerd and, well, there`s no otherwise. The hours they spent together, the notes written in secret code during class, the countless video game levels they beat together. Now he looked like the kind of person that`d be on the game box.<br/>Handsome, devilishly so, rocking a body he`s finally grown into. Evion looks at him and barely sees the geeky kid who had to take a puff of his inhaler every third sentence. Whose acne was only as bad as his attempts to even write a letter to Juliet.<br/>Old friend. Buddy. Pal. Amigo.<br/><br/>He smiles, a genuine, wide smile.<br/>Evion excuses himself from the snack entourage and hightails through the mingling crowd. Steps on someones foot, bumps a waiter, has double realisation partway through. He knows that voice. A pitched, higher voice but unmistakable. Xander!<br/><br/>Evion blunders out of the way of a young couple- a not-together-a-decade-ago couple – and up to his childhood friends. Any words are cut off by momentum and suddenly he`s headfirst into Tanner back. There never was a quieter, subtler crash.