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4chan looked over at her once, and then peered back down into his drink, swishing the pinkish liquid around in the glass. Their outfits sort of seemed to match, his head to toe black, and her black frills. The dress looked decent on her, and if he'd been more inclined, he would have told her so. Instead, he sat there and said all of nothing for a good minute or so.
And then, he whisked around like he'd just seen her, and grinned, giving her a little wave.
"Hey, Crea." he said, like he'd been saying it for years. Like they'd been friends for long enough for him to be excited about seeing her. "I was wondering where you were. Are you enjoying yourself?"