Ethan and Justin
Ethan was amused by the little crowd, pleased that plenty of people had turned out for the whole open mic thing. He moved through the bodies, holding on to his drinks until he found the table near the front he'd left his companion for the night at. "Here you are," he said loud enough to be heard over the crowd, setting down Justin's requested drink before sliding into his place. He knew he didn't have a chance with Justin, but at least he put more effort into his look this time, hair styled up and off his face, clothes dressed like they should be and not a drop of rave kid paint in sight.