[There are so many new faces at this party that they all start to blur together after a while but Ivan is pretty sure he would remember seeing this guy before. He'd probably be on Till's--apparently long--list of attractive people.
He's certainly friendly enough. Ivan blinks at the fingerguns and then back up to the guy's face. At least he's not a faerie--or maybe he spoke too soon? Why does it feel like the guy just read his mind? Did Till run into him and say something to him?]
What--how did you--
[Another flash of memory, Till's back, Till running away and never looking back. His chest aches, tightening with the pain and grief of loss. It feels like there's a hole inside of him, piercing and hollow but he can't shake the persistent, increasing feeling that someone here, at this party tonight, is the one for him. They can fill this hole, if only he can find them first.]
I've never been on a date but...hey, do you know what a soulmate is?
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He's certainly friendly enough. Ivan blinks at the fingerguns and then back up to the guy's face. At least he's not a faerie--or maybe he spoke too soon? Why does it feel like the guy just read his mind? Did Till run into him and say something to him?]
What--how did you--
[Another flash of memory, Till's back, Till running away and never looking back. His chest aches, tightening with the pain and grief of loss. It feels like there's a hole inside of him, piercing and hollow but he can't shake the persistent, increasing feeling that someone here, at this party tonight, is the one for him. They can fill this hole, if only he can find them first.]
I've never been on a date but...hey, do you know what a soulmate is?