Pyro // OTA
John had arrived with Kitty, but somewhere along the line lost track of his girlfriend. It happened, and John wasn't overly worried about it. Things were going incredibly well since their latest talk, since she and him decided that she'd move in and they'd have their adorable fur family. Well one fur, one shell, one scales? Speaking of his shelled friend, Squirtle was quite displeased with being left behind for the night. Most of the time, he brought his turtle companion with him around because it just felt right.
Though where was Kitty? They had agreed they'd let loose and get fucked up. Now where was that sexy brunette of his.
Of course, then his attention was shifted immediately from his search with something shiny. Okay. The poor man had a low attention span in the moment. Looking around, as if he was lost he sighed. Well, at he had this wicked cup that didn't let him go thirsty, and who ever this Sirius guy was, was playing decent music. A hop in his step to the beat, John continued his search for Kitty, or until someone demanded his attention.