#I THINK HE'S A LIL DRUNK BUT LIKE SLKAJGAHKGJS

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party crashers | danicamp + jowards

Asha’s expression turned into a somewhat slanted frown when Junior apologized. She didn’t want him to feel bad for however he reacted to whatever he was feeling, more along the lines of honesty and clarity on all of it now if he couldn’t afford it before. But Junior didn’t offer more than a bare bones explanation, and though that made her frown wanted to deepen, she pushed herself to focus on the fact that he was alright now and that Mick had helped him through it. His addendum to what brought him back to reason gave Asha a feeling on what he was talking about but no proper evidence. Still, she accepted it for now and as she spoke, she dipped her touch from his forearm down to his hand to squeeze slightly, “I’m glad he was there for you.” Make an assumption on what he was in his head about, Asha added, “They’re going to be alright, Vic. Just this one night, let us take care of you, okay?” 

She offered him a gentle smile before untangling her fingers slowly from his and stepping back, having consciously for a few months now, refrained from letting the intimacy between them linger for too unbearably long. “A milestone, huh?” She easily teased his enthusiasm, enjoying seeing him act a little more himself than she had all night. At the mention of Tahir, however, Asha raised a brow. She didn’t think she’d been too overt with whatever was going on between the man she was decidedly sure she was in love with and one of his closest friends���but Junior did know her better than most people. She shouldn’t have been surprised that he noticed the smallest inclination that she favored one of his friends over the others. 

It made Asha smile slightly to hear that she and Tahir had such an integral personality trait in common, but the gesture faded slowly to hear what the French man was responsible for. It was easy for her to play off the mention of Junior’s fiancée as surprise over his anecdote, she ever threw in a, “Wow, you’ve never mentioned that before,” for good measure. Absolutely uninterested in hearing more at a time when she was several drinks in and already had been working all night to put it out of mind that this party was meant to preface Junior’s wedding, Asha gave a chuckle that was not intentionally a little nervous. “We should go find the boys before they indulge themselves with drinks without us, huh?” 

Junior smiled, like he knew he would be looked after even beyond that very night. “Okay.” He uttered, confirming to her his trust in her promise. Feeling Asha bounce back Junior’s own enthusiasm made him feel more at ease with every second. He added, “Oh yeah. Definitely a milestone.” Followed by a little nod and a soft, joyful grin. Everything had been going smoothly, until Junior noticed the word ‘wow’ didn’t particularly sit right in her voice. At least, not like it had before. However, it had been too late as Junior had already succumbed to his good mood. And so after a couple seconds of that creeping insecurity, he just brushed it off as bump in the road, something he was possibly making up in his head and would get him worked up for no reason.

Junior thought about how the inception of his and Amy’s story never came up before. “I haven’t, huh?” In pure intention, only to be compared with the soul of a newborn pup, he realized he wanted to share that bit of his life with her. Just as he had shared every other thing about him, even the detailed parts even his band of baboons didn’t wholeheartedly understand. “It’s a funny story. I mean, Tahi had his own girlfriend at the time and Amy happened to be best friends with her-” Though, the moment had been cut off at Asha’s chuckle, his thought process being cut off. Then paused at her suggestion. “Oh, uh-” It didn’t take long for him to concede. “Yeah, yeah. Let’s go!” It wasn’t like he wasn’t going to go along with anything Asha said.

Junior and Asha went ahead and made their way over to the bar where Tahir and Mick had been hanging out, waiting for the next round of drinks to be placed down. As they’d sauntered over, Mick’s peripherals got a glance of the two of them, prompting him to call out “Oye!” It might not have been clear to Asha who he was addressing, but it was clear to both Junior and Tahir. “Are you really a riot as Tahi says you are?” He got up from leaning against the bar counter to better plant his feet on the ground. “I’m Mick, by the way. Victor’s partner.” He threw up a nod to her. “Well, go on. Tell us. Or better yet, sweetie, show it. After all, my dad always said ‘Guid gear comes in sma’ bulk.’” Yeah, it was a bit muttered that last bit, but even then, Junior could clearly tell the little bit of Scottish in Mick was bulging out. Tahir matched a glance with Asha a quick moment after, giving her a wide-eyed cock up of his eyebrows. A reference to his earlier comment that Mick could be a bit rough around the edges.