#corinth.starter

Mateo had lost his date. It was easy to forget that humans couldn’t keep up with him when it came to drinks-- or perhaps the Canadian had been at a disadvantage as soon as he started tossing back shots at the bar. After the third round, his eyes had started to go misty, and another drink later he was out of sight. Seemingly unbothered, the vampire floated through the event. The dress code had been ambiguous, he supposed, eying a werewolf in a fur coat next to a witch in what looked like floor length prom dress. Biting back a comment about Macklemore and thrift shopping, he reached for a glass of champagne from a travelling tray, bringing it to his lips for a sip. “This is nice,” he commented drily to the nearest figure, before letting out what he truly thought. “But when is something going to fucking happen?”

Location: Safae Wedding Reception

While Atlas still believed he was being haunted by nuptials, he was a big enough person to put on a good show for a wedding. It helped that he was happy for Rae and Saf both, especially for his sister, in the course of a year she’d gone from an arranged marriage to their oldest friend, to a wedding of her own choosing. Their lives had done a complete turn around and if there was anything he was grateful for it was that he got to be a part of the celebration, so, that’s what he chose to focus on. That and the champagne. “I love this song!” Atlas shouted over the music to the person nearest to him, he wasn’t the most graceful dancer, but alcohol had done wonders for loosening him up.

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