Highest Ranking : #1 in Aarmau. #7 in Travlyn
My person.
What does it mean to be someone's person? Their rock? Their love?
Such a deep connection, such a poignant bond.
Aphmau Shu Phoenix had her person, grew up with him as he solidified himself...
Aaron opens the car door for me as I get out of the car.
We walk into the lobby of the building where Travis was having his party, seeing Travis standing in the lobby.
It was a very modern and classy establishment.
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He smiles when he sees us, gesturing us to follow him through one of the hallways.
We follow him as we enter a large room, very similar to how Travis previously described it, there being an indoor pool, barbecue area and a dance floor, that was currently occupied by a few familiar faces.
Laurence was working the barbecue and Katelyn, Lucinda, Kawaii~chan were dancing on the disco floor.
"Welcome, oh and Aphmau, if you want, there is a rather comfortable couch over there and if you get thirsty, there are some drinks in the fridge, enjoy!" Travis then leaves to join the girls on the dance floor.
Aaron helps me over to the couch, me exhaling when I hit the comfortable cushions.
"Do you want anything?" He asks, towering over me.
"I want you to go enjoy yourself, have a beer, dance, get drunk" I plead, gesturing to the enormous party room.
I actually have never seen Aaron get drunk.
I mean I like that and all, but sometimes I just want him to enjoy himself.
He chuckles, leaning down to kiss me on the forehead, and as if reading my mind says.
"I don't need to be intoxicated to enjoy myself, now do you want a poopsi?" He persists.
"Hmph fine, you know sometimes you can be so annoying" I joke, smiling.
"I know dear, be right back" Aaron then leaves to get the poopsi.
I look over to the dance floor, seeing tipsy Katelyn and Travis start a much ridiculous conversation.
"This......party is gonna cost alot of moneys....." Katelyn wobbles, the beer in her hand waving around like Captian Jack Sparrow after "the rum's gone".
"Eh we are broke anyways" Travis slurs, both of them starting to dance badly.
I laugh, then look up to the large curved TV on the wall.
