Rory stayed in his place, watching from afar while sitting on a bench that overlooked the whole rave.
It disturbed his peace when he felt a presence behind him. It sat just beside him, causing tension.
“Hey!”
The deep, yet familiar voice greeted, making him immediately turn to the person.
“Hi,” was all he could say in surprise.
Rory did not think that Maynard would be there and would waste his time to see him like that.
He swallowed hard to keep his nerves calm, since he could not help tremble at the thought that the man’s companion might be somewhere close, feeling his neck tingle upon remembering how he almost got choked to death.
“So they took you along.”
He smirks, letting out a pained laugh before taking a sip of his drink. The can creaking from being crushed in his palms.
