(Music Recommendation: Me And The Devil - By Soap&Skin)
"Don't worry, I won't bite—unless I have to,"
She swallowed a lump in her throat and he chuckled faintly, the sound drowned by the deafening activities of the night.
"I'm joking, it's a celebration, be free" he delighted, taking a sip from his cup.
"What are they celebrating?" she questioned and the moment she did she mentally cursed herself. 'Idiot! He would know I don't belong here!'
She bit her bottom lip at her careless mistake.
But the stranger didn't seem bothered by her question and replied. "They are celebrating because someone of importance is back after a very long time." His eyes veering briefly at the ongoing activities.
"I haven't seen this face before." He pointed with intrigue.
Isadora's heartbeat quickened at his perception, he was able to single her out in this crowd, she had a hood on and thought she was somewhat invisible, but looking back at it now it seemed like she was the one out of place.
