After talking to Jaden for a bit, Rielle decided it was time to get some fresh air. It was clear her friend wasn't coming down anytime soon. She was probably making up with Mitch or something, if they'd even had a fight in the first place. If that were the case, though, there was no telling how long it would be for her to finally decide to leave. Ri wasn't necessarily super patient. She had a tolerance, like any other person. But it was slowly nearing the end. Fresh air, she'd decided, was going to help calm her down. And if it didn't? Then she'd just leave. Good riddance. Her friend could stay the night for all she cared. It wasn't like Sarah was running around acting like a drunk mess. If that were the case, Ri would probably wait all night.
But it wasn't. So there she was, pushing the door to the balcony open. And. Great. It wasn't empty. Aaron Lavigne was there. And he looked like he was up to no good. Probably drunk, or on some kind of drug like the rest of the people at the party. Or, lurking around waiting for some unlucky obliterated girl to stumble out there alone, for him to take advantage of. Whatever.
"Hi," she said, curtly, moving to stand at the rail and look at what was below her. She spotted a couple teenagers furiously making out and grinned. Ah, parties.