#jac;everett

Everett Roy as Kento Nanami

Where: The Conclave

Everett was only a little drunk. Not drunk enough to be a problem, but he had had just enough champagne that his head felt slightly fuzzy and skipping sounded far more fun than it did embarrassing.

As he surveyed the room, arms on his hips, because social awkwardness was definitely not something he ever had to deal with, the sight of a short buff girl caught his eye.

“JAC!” His friend (and probably himself) looked considerably more bathed and less worse for wear than when he had run into her after the Hurricane.

‘Stupid Stupid hurricane’ Everett thought. He was glad to see her out, especially after everything. She deserved a bit of fun, and what better place than a party. When they had been teenagers he had had to annoy Jac into many a social engagement. But this one she was just at and Everett couldn’t help but beam as he strode over.

“This outfit is stunning! Cream suits you and this bracelet.” He took her hand in an offer to spin her around. “You look amazing, Jac.”

Location: A Street

'I do not have spray paint in my backpack. I do not have spray paint in mybackpack. I DO NOT have spray paint in my backpack'

He was alone. On a street. Doing absolutely nothing he shouldn’t be doing. But people alone on streets trip over other people who must have also thought they were alone on streets. He fell back, his whole backpack giving off an aluminum symphony.

He immediately was trying to roll onto his feet to help the other person up.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you. I wasn’t watching where I was…. Jac? JAC!”

They immediately were back down on the street, Everett having tackled Jac in the biggest bear hug her could.

“Dude you’re awake. I you woke up but your house….. dude your house. Are you ok?” He rolled back on his feet patting his old friend down. “I tried to find you but… it’s not important. Jac I missed you so much.”