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Jayden never was much of a party person. He wasn’t fond of the whole get drunk and high and mess around type, but here he still somehow found himself in the middle of the packed living room. He looked lost. Out of place, if you will. He knew one person that was there, and he hadn’t seen her since they showed up and she ran off. He wanted to leave. He did, really. But somehow little Jayden just couldn’t make himself move towards the door. That was, until someone decided to knock him over, spilling beer all over him and breaking his glasses in a matter of nineteen seconds. Tears in his eyes, he peeled off his jacket, not even caring that it was a little chilly outside as he made his way towards the front door, not wanting to be anywhere near any of those people.
