11:30 Dylan (open)
He’d been dancing with Courtney for a few songs whilst his archer took a breather with Sam and Bucky. "Poor old guys", Court had giggled as he easily lifted her in a swing type move. The mix of music had been pretty eclectic but there was definitely more of a party theme in the minutes leading up to midnight. As the song flowed i to the next, he took his leave of the teenager, needing a breather himself and headed toward his husband’s booth.
A weirdly flickering red light made the hairs on the back of his neck fizzle and he pushed his way through the crowd faster as a distinctive shape formed in the light. Portal.
No. No. NO!
The last was vocalised in a panicked shout as the red vortex swallowed the three Avengers and vanished out of existence. He reached the table seconds too late and slammed his palm down on the surface as fury flooded his system.