𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘱𝘢: 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 2.4 / 𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘳𝘶𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘗𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 /

Upon entering inside, he was awaited by Jackson who was drinking from a plastic cup.

The bored expression on his face disappeared when he saw Nathaniel approach him.

Jackson had also worn a navy blue coat that hung behind his back, a slate grey necktie placed around his neck neatly along with a navy blue suit to go along with it.

His grey sleeves were rolled up and he also black gloves that were covering his hands.

One of his dress pants were ripped while the other was folded neatly, finishing the look with black heeled boots.

Propped on top of his head a navy-snap cap, on the right side of his side rested a small, slate blue flower and Nathaniel didn't miss one of the black earrings that Akihiro had always worn.

He still managed to keep his usual black shades, still matching his whole attire.

"We have until 10 pm, you better not get wasted this early," Nathaniel teased.

"I wish," Jackson responded back, surprising Nathaniel.

"I'm joking, if you couldn't tell. Besides, it's in my contract to not drink."

"Your contract?," Nathaniel questioned, confused.

"Yeah, I was signed off with a series of contract before I could become a model, the contracts were filled with stuff I was prohibited too," Jackson explained.

"Oh."

Jackson didn't really sound as thrilled when explaining his ultimate so Nathaniel decided to switch the topic.

"I guess Easton came after all," he brought up, seeing Jackson was assigned the responsibility of inviting him in the first place.

"Oh yeah. I told him I'll fucking bug him as long as he was alive if he didn't play."

Jackson began to frown, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing, it's just that, I would have never thought back then that you would be the one doing something like this," Nathaniel admitted with a smile.

"Stop being sentimental. This is a party, not a funeral," Jackson commented back, taking another sip of his drink.

As he looked around the room, there was still no sight of Preston.

"He'll show up soon," Jackson told Nathaniel, noticing the hopeful look in Nathaniel's eyes.

A hint of blush began to appear on Nathaniel's cheeks but he quickly brushed it off, "I'm not looking for him. It's Preston."

"I think he went to find the washroom. He said that he had accidentally ate something spicy," Jackson explained, reassuring Nathaniel not to worry.

"Calista and Andrew played a prank on the guy earlier and put something spicy in his drink," he began to explain.

Nathaniel began to hear the sound of snickering from behind him.

"Sorry, we c-couldn't help, pfft-," Andrew tried to explain but he was having trouble containing his laughter.

"Did you see the look on his face? He almost turned as red as Eli whenever we see him talk to Lin!," Calista nudged Andrew, trying her best to contain her laughter.

Jackson as expected rolled his eyes at the two's immaturity while Nathaniel gave a concerned look towards the two.

"Let's just hope that's the case and that he isn't allergic," he told the two, making them both stop as they read the look on Nathaniel's face.