#lovers bash.

    Theo walked around the party, hands in his pocket with his camera hanging around his neck. He wasn’t much of a party guy, but he was asked by the local news paper if he could take some pictures of the lovers bash for an article tomorrow. it always surprised him how quickly they could develop the photos, but that’s technology for you. He smiled at the scene happening around him, trying to stay out of everyone’s way while he took random snapshots here and there. Suddenly, as he was walking to the bathroom for a little pick me up, he saw a moment that would be perfect to take a picture. So he raised his camera to his face, looking through the viewfinder and clicked on the shutter button to take a picture. At that exact moment, someone stepped into the frame and as a result ended up also in the shot, “oh, um, s-sorry about that, i-it seems I got you in the shot.” He said a little nervously, hoping he hadn’t unintentionally upset the other,  pulling the picture up and showing them, “I can delete it if you want.”

   liam arrived at the lover's bash with little, no exceptions of knowing anyone there. even though he had been living in town for about two years, he really didn't go out as often he probably should. he usually spent his nights wrapped up in blankets, binge-watching something on netflix. by now, he had been roaming the diamond lounge for a little over an hour, on his second official drink, and plenty of shots in to keep him cozy. as he was trying to maneuver through the crowd of dancing people, someone ended up pulling him in, and soon he found himself lost in the sea of people. laughter and chatter filled the air around him, and it was only when he turned to look beyond the bobbing bodies that he noticed the sight of a familiar face. an instant grin appears on his lips as he sees stefan wasting no time in dancing his way out of the crowd; suddenly, the night seems to brighten up a bit more. even if the two weren't exactly friends, more like acquaintances, with a face like stefan's, it was hard not to be excited every time they ran into each other. "stefan, am i right?" he offers a friendly, bright smile, coming up next to the other. "fancy running into you here. i gotta admit, i think you just managed to make my night a whole lot better. how’s are you? still looking as amazing as always, i see."

     kylan had already had a couple of shots, plus pre-gamed a bit, and a joint, so needless to say he was feeling good. whenever someone came along and asked if he wanted to dance ky didn’t hesitate to join them on the dance floor, hands wandering over every body that pressed against him, losing himself entirely in the beat of the music, not a care in the world. but after a couple of songs even kylan needed to take a break from the dance floor, so he excused himself to get a refill at the bar. as he approached the bar his eyes caught sight of a familiar face, alexei, the tattoo artist who had given him what was now officially his favorite tattoo. his lips instantly curled into an amused grin, making his way over to the other, he couldn’t help but go back to what little he could remember from that night. like, those eyes. he wanted to capture them in his gaze again, desperately, because they really never left his mind after that moment. “well, well, well. if it isn’t my favorite tattoo artist,” he lightly chuckled, coming to slide up next to the other, “squiggling anymore lines on new york’s finest, hm?” he couldn’t help the light tease, playfully winking at the other. “it’s my favorite tattoo now, i hope you know. anyway, what brings you out tonight?”