Mute.

[27] - are you drunk?

[27] - are you drunk?

you ever been embarrassed for something someone else made you do?

J.

justin. justin didn't know how to feel in a room full of people. especially when the person who'd brought him was something else. . .

he hated crowds.
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justin leaned against the bar of the club, the loud music blaring through the place, his eyes glancing around in the dark.

he had ignored cole, who was speaking to the bartender with slurred words about some type of drink he wanted. but, the big man behind the bar insisted that cole was too drunk for another drink and had informed him that he'd ordered about seven shots in the last twenty minutes of arriving at the bar.

and while cole pleaded with the man, justin had other thoughts. his thoughts were on season. many questions were stuck in his mind. questions about her location, who she was with, what she was doing.

justin knew she'd only wanted to have fun, but this really didn't come to mind when he thought of fun.

he'd rather stay at home. . .away from all the sweaty people who thought that grinding on each other was the new thing, but it definitely didn't make justin want to dance along with them. he had started to believe that this was a bad idea.

he had only came here because of her and now she had disappeared, and it was all because of that lauren girl. why was he here now then? if she was just going to leave him now?

anger was building inside of justin as his eyes still searched upon the crowd. season was nowhere in his sights, and it was slowly irritating him to no end. he thought that she'd stay by him.

then again, he knew that he couldn't be dependent on others, seeing as he is twenty-two years old. he started to believe that him being mute had nothing to do with him having fun by himself at a nightclub.

he was just anti-social, while everyone else here had no problem grinding on someone they just met.

justin gave up his search, and turned around to face the bar. his eyes looked over the shelves of alcohol he could consume, and their names. he, stil, ignored cole. . .who had turned his attention on some girl who had no interest in him.

justin quietly reviewed the bar, and he caught the eyes of a girl who stood inches away from him. her lips curved into a amused smirk as she watched his innocent looking aura swarm around himself.

he looked like a puppy trying to play with the big dogs, and it definitely made her want to at least help him out a little. . . she left her drink where she had been standing and went over to stand next to justin.

"hey," she spoke, confidently. her shoulders were back, as if to make her seem more intimidating than before. justin looked over and down at her, but didn't say a word. she was dressed in a black dress and there was a leather jacket over her shoulders.

she didn't seem like the girly type.

"you looked like you were having trouble," she told him, truthfully, basically admitting that she'd been watching him from afar, but she didn't care if he knew that. justin only nodded at her.

she didn't want to harm him, so he wouldn't freak out, at least not yet. and did kind of need help. . .

"so, you want a drink?" she asked justin, her eyes moving to look up to see the side of his face. from where she stood, she saw two tattoos that adored his skin. maybe he wasn't so innocent.