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My eyes try their best to scan the crowd for any signs of Abby, she said she was standing where the music came from, so after making sure Snake won't be looking for me any time soon, I try, trust me it was difficult, trying to pass through the sweaty bodies of drunk humans will making sure I didn't lose sight of the music stand.
I find her waving vigorously, like a few people were, we were merely two feet away from each other, and i couldn't find her by her scent, just another testimony of the wild tree plant perfume.
"This is a really good party isn't it." She grinned.
I want to scoff at her definition of Good, but I see security cameras everywhere, I needed it to be like we just met here. I grin back.
"Awesome party."
She nods in the direction of the bathrooms. When we get there it seems we left the loudness out, I visibly relax.
"That was torture. I can't believe humans enjoy that."
