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When Marni dragged me along to Tina's party, I didn't think she would have me talking to some random football player that couldn't shut the hell up. I couldn't stop thinking about Seojun, it had been three days since I've spoken to and seen him on campus so talking to this random dude was starting to piss me off.
From where I stood, Monica, Whittier and I all had the most perfect view of each other. It was hilarious to know that we all had the same facial expression as we conversed with the football players that Tina assigned us to mingle with. Turning my head, I could even see Greg giving me a look before he mouthed, "Do you want me to save you". I shook my head slightly before he gave me a thumbs up and continued to talk to another presumably football player beside him.
"Hi Kelly! Would you like an appetizer?" Janice questioned politely with a large smile causing me to grin at her in response.
"No, I'm okay. Thank you though."
"How about a towel?"
I took the towel from her causing her smile to brighten before she walked off to another couple probably going to ask them the same question. I would've told her to leave the appetizers and towels on the table and just have fun, but Tina would've tried to drag both of our asses through the mud and my outfit was too pretty today to have to fight anyone.
The football player beside me started telling this story that I wasn't even listening to. I learned his name was Anthony, and let's just say that Anthony was seriously about to be kicked in the crotch if he didn't stop talking. "And I told the waiter that if he didn't serve my friends their correct orders next time that I would have his ass out of his job and have the inability to get another job in less than a heartbeat. You want to know what he said?"
Monica stood before us with Whittier in tow, throwing Anthony a feigned pitiful look. "Sorry, we need her." She didn't let him respond before dragging me along outside, "Alright let's blow this joint."
