<div class="floatleft">(https://repeatingislands.files.wordpress.com/2018/01/rob-jnqce5tc.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Donavon Adrian Chase (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=337584.msg16028400#msg16028400)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Walking in.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black High tip Nike's with his own number on them, Black socks, jeans, Red boxer briefs, belt, tank top, and baseball jersey<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: None<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: People at the party (Rosalie, Diane, Jules, Chloe, Jonathan, Emma, Arthur)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Donavon smirked as it seemed like Emma was in her happy place.  He wasn't really worried about much, this was a place to have fun.  He wasn't in the mood for issues, in truth...at this point even going home solo tonight wouldn't bother him.  He got the part and now needed to plan out a few things.  Seeing Emma...hearing Emma admire the connection between Rose and Jules made him chuckle just a bit.<em> 'Seems like someone's filter is gone.'</em>He thought but said nothing until her attention got turned to him further.  Yes, he found her attractive, but...she seemed to already have a party favor she wanted more in Johnathan so he wasn't particularly focused in her direction till she spoke about him, then to directly him.<br/><br/>He arched an eyebrow, the tall comment no longer bothered him save certain people, a lot of those comments didn't bother him!  In truth, his own inner game was more about things he HADN'T heard than what he had.  He couldn't help the snicker that came forth at the second.  "You know I am going to look into that!  I am sure there has got to be some team looking for a 2x MVP and Rookie of the year somewhere.  Especially around playoff time."  He found himself teasing at his own expense, making fun of himself now seemed easier.  He couldn't be angry, hell if he got angry every time someone didn't recognize him, he would have no fans and after what happened between him and Chloe earlier, he decided to take it all with a grain of salt.<em>'Better to be pissed off than pissed on!' </em>He thought as his mother always said.  He could only smile and accept that this was just to be another night in his life that would be one of those, to perhaps not be at the top of his memory list.  So far!  Nothing was really going to ruin this night to be honest, even going home solo.