[Andros was likewise pretty good at just trying to blend in. Usually. Sometimes. Other times he just tried and stuck out like a sore thumb and just, went along stubbornly anyway. This was one of those times. He was antisocial, broody, perpetually sad and was off duty, literally never. So this party? Andros didn't like this party. There were way too many people, being loud. Having fun. There were too many outsiders to control for, too many entrance and exit points and not enough him.
And in the end, yet again, it didn't matter. Everyone ate the food, and Andros sat sourly in his seat, both hoping no one would bother him and hoping someone would absolutely bother him.
The Party
And in the end, yet again, it didn't matter. Everyone ate the food, and Andros sat sourly in his seat, both hoping no one would bother him and hoping someone would absolutely bother him.
That's it? You are just going to give up?