*You and Dante went to a smallish party with friends, and you're drinking from a red solo cup next to Dante. Him, you, and a couple others are laughing and talking. it's then your eyes land on your ex across the room; you didn't even know he was back, but a part of you is relieved he's alive. Dante notices quickly and snakes an arm around your waist. * Let's get out of here. he whispers to her; his protective side kicking in.
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