Thread: Bound Together (xjynx & Liam Dale)

After what seemed an endless hour, Chris had managed to escape his mother's eye and slipped away among the crowd, but it was impossible to pass unnoticed, one could follow his path only by taking a look at the trail of nodding heads he was leaving, as people recognized him and greeted him, he had to at least nod back or smile in response, and it was making his way to a lonely corner unbearable, almost to the point he thought about going back to his parents side, but he finally made it and reached the spotted place. He leaned against the wall, stopping himself in time from resting his left foot against the wall as he was used to do. It wasn't a complete vice yet, at least he used to think that way, but he found himself wishing he had a smoke, the bodyguards took the box he had earlier, it was theirs after all, but the men were used to this pickpocket habit of his and as long it was only their cigarettes they didn't care much. They could tell his parents and Chris would get grounded, but they would end up fired for letting a boy steal from them... that didn't talk well about bodyguards, didn't it? Ficken... fuck He muttered, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. Chris noticed then that there was music, almost inaudible with the continuous and annoying babbling around him. The music wasn't exactly his kind, a few violins, a paino... Boring stuff, yet focusing on it helped to stop hearing all the people talking. He was bored as hell and there was no escaping way from that place, the windows were open but it wasn't an option for him, too evident, the doors were closed, a security thing probably, he wasn't able to use the restroom as an excuse to leave, there was a rather notorious, yet delicate and in harmony with the decoration, indicator that led to the restrooms. It was matter of laugh that big sign with the restrooms word in golden italic on an almost black grey background, such elegance to say Sie knnen hier kacke you can shit here . Chris laughed to himself, it was weird the things you notice when you're bored. He looked around, there was barely people his age, most of them girls, most of them staring at him and giggling stupidly, Christian rolled his eyes and looked away, girls just weren't his thing, he was quite sure about it, but he wasn't interested in boys for now, he just wanted to meet someone with common stuff and hang out, all his friends were in Germany and sometimes he could feel really lonely especially being so bored as he was. As he looked away, Chris noticed a guy wandering around, niedlich cute he thought, realizing how his recent thought about not being interested in anything had crumbled, or lost a few bricks at least. Somehow the man seemed to highlight from the rest, it was like he was the only one doing something there, his sight wasn't lost, he wasn't talking to anybody, he wasn't even drinking, the man was focused on something. Chris thought he didn't seemed much older than him, he was around an age hard to find a these places and ocations. People attending this things were normally old and when there was someone young, was most likely a teenager like him, dragged by his parents to enter the social circle... Christian shrugged, maybe he was just security staff, he didn't look like a waiter. It was time to look away, he'd been staring for far too long, and the other could notice, if he hadn't yet. The boy scanned the room until he found his parents, talking, as always and even his mother hadn't noticed he wasn't there anymore, giving him more time to be at peace.