(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 merriments of the night.
"I'm joking, it's a celebration, be free" he delighted, taking a sip from his cup, but his gaze didn't move from her.
"What are they celebrating?" she questioned and the moment she did she mentally cursed herself. 'Idiot! He would know I don't belong here!'
But the stranger didn't seem bothered by her question. "They are celebrating because someone of importance is back after a very long time," he said, taking a look around the ongoing activity briefly.
"I haven't seen this face before," he pointed with intrigue.
