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Having only been in the US for a little over a year, Lucian wasn’t much into celebrating the 4th of July like everyone else in the town seemed to be. He knew of the date, having learned it in school, but it had no real significance to him. The only reason he was in attendance was because his fake ‘husband’, Serge, had wanted to come to hopefully get new customers into the dispensary. Now that he was off doing that, Lucian was left to his own devices. 

Nikki’s luck with men was worse than any other bad luck she had ever had. She constantly felt bad for it, because she was always looking for ways of getting out of a bad date, instead of just not going. It always annoyed the people around her, which made her feel even worse. Just don’t go on a date, she had told herself, but when a nice guy with green eyes and a smooth voice had asked her to the festival, he had agreed. Little did she know he was a major creep with hands that liked to seek and grab her. 

Event’s and festivals were not his thing, not even in the slightest. Before everything had happened, he would be all over this. But, not being able to do much because of his leg, it kind of put a damper on the whole situation. He had told himself that he’d go later in the night to listen to the bands and watch the fireworks, yet here he was, in the heat of the day wandering slowly through the throngs of people. He had gotten himself a beer from his brother’s booth, for free of course. He was just about to take a sip from said beer, looking to the side at a pack of people cheering over something, when he bumped into someone, spilling his drink down the front of him. “Shit...Uh. fuck. I’m sorry, my bad.”