<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>Jon, Richard, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Evion gives a half quirked smile and turns back to the table. God he doesn`t know what half these things are. Cold pressed juices? Vegan cheese? Everything and more is served up here. A pale hand grabs the nearest thing. Deep fried mystery. Evion scrunches his nose and plates it.<br/>Wonders whether the girl he took to prom is here. Small and cute and the name is right on the tip`ve the tongue. Is there a tally or statistics for this event, Evion would love to know how many of his class actually got out of town. Or crazier yet, overseas.<br/><br/>Evion watches classmates approach the bar and the appetisers. Evion 0/ reunion 1. He doesn`t remember half these people. Can`t see their faces from this distance either. Though there`s a small feeling he`d recognise the faces of everyone on top the social pole. Highschool hierarchy is a deeply embedded thing.<br/><br/>He double takes when he seeing someone verging on familiar. A rough, matured, filled out human that sparks recognition. R…Riley? Robert. Roger. He squints intensely at the nameplate, trying to crane his neck to the side and catch it.<br/>The guy whose telescope they used to come over for, who had a girlfriend way outta his league. Never admitted his secrets on that. Evion smuggled so much popcorn over. Tributes never paid off. The memories shoot up like popping candy. Mind – no, heart candy.<br/>“Hey, long time no see!”<br/>