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        he figures he shouldn’t spend his entire night following indigo and jagger around like a lost puppy, so he breaks away for a bit, finding himself lurking around the back of the gym, hands stuffed deep into his pockets as he leans against the wall, people watching the residents of the town he now called home. his eyes fall on robbie, standing alone a few feet away, sneaking sips out of a flask and glancing around the room to make sure he hadn’t been caught. elliot smirks, deciding to step a little bit out of his shell and approach the boy he did not know very well. “hey,” he says quietly, standing beside him and reaching into his jacket pocket. “what are you drinking? i’ve got crown royal in mine.” he says, quickly showing the flask in his pocket.