To say that Landon was nervous about attending the bonfire was nothing short of an understatement. On the one hand it was an event celebrating something that he had no belief in and would be nothing but hypocritical if he attended, even if just to socialise. On the other hand, he was beyond anxious that he would bump into people he had encountered while he had been under the influence of TRP. He couldnāt recall exactly what he had done...and he didnāt want to know.
Instead he headed over to the keg and helped himself to a full cup of whatever was inside. At this point he didnāt much care for what he was drinking, more so that he just needed to. The beer hardly touched the sides of his throat before he was pouring himself another and heading off to sit, slightly away from the gathering crowds.
What a turn of events...Landon Miller...Mr Popular himself, sat on the sidelines of an event that he partially helped to create.
