Chance Meyer

"Nothing good ever comes of so many people in an enclosed area." He replied.

"You should be too..." He mumbled under his breath. All these people were in danger...and they didn't have a clue. "I'm okay." He said a little louder. "Just don't like big crowds."

"I'm used to it..." Chance mumbled. He pulled out of the vampire's hold once they got outside, not wanting him to be compromised. "What does that mean? Gwiyomi? That's Korean...right?"

Chance nearly jumped out of his skin at someone talking to him. "Who me?" He blinked with wide eyes. "Well...he never has anything good in mind. So...probably something that might get me killed." He considered the offer, his eyes darting around the hall warily. "Yeah." He decided with a nod. "Definitely."