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you weaved your way through the crowd of sweaty bodies, holding two beers close to your chest and squinting your eyes. the lighting was dim and the music was obnoxiously loud, along with all of the teenagers singing and shouting. but you were used to it and these were the sort of atmospheres that you thrived on. people that you knew waved and shouted hello at you as you walked past, some guys in hoodies offered you some pills that you shook your head to and some other boys tried to flirt with you, you rejected them because you were looking out for him.
you grinned when you saw chris, his brown hair bobbing around his head as he danced with the others, pretending to hump sid. you laughed and shouted his name, getting his attention. he turned around and smiled at you widely.
"i got you a drink."
you told him loudly, holding out the bottle of beer to him. he cheered and leaned forwards, pressing his warm lips to your forehead, making you blush before he took a sip from it and then began to speak.
