Re: 7:25 p.m., by the bar - aurora / daniel
"Well this can't be good."
Daniel sidled up next to the bar, squeezing his way in between his ex and his current quarry. He had indeed gone through a number of costume changes before leaning into the "holiday" and finally embracing his current look: dark skinny jeans, black Timberlands, a silver signet ring set with an onyx, and a well-worn, fitted green tee shirt with Kiss Me, I'm Taiwanese written in a broad, Celtic-styled script across the chest.
"I knew I should'a got here sooner." He cut a look to each of the partygoers in turn, as though by peering at them with a certain sharpness he might guess what they had been discussing. "What are we drinkin'?"