Devi

˙ ˖ ✶ Devi

"Exactly, like why wouldn't the two hottest people in New York city not have a life changing experience? What's more surprising is that we're here." Kit giggled thinking of how the fates had played their hand and somehow managed to put these two in the same place in this...let's call it an event. "Your mind is a dark place, and I kind of love it. He would probably caress my cheek with the puppets hand." At this he couldn't help but laugh at the mere image and scenario that was now playing in his head. "I know, time is truly just an illusion cause I still feel like I'm in my mid 20's and not about to be 30 years old." Nodding at the prospect of finally understanding what J-Lo's aforementioned and mysterious orange drink was, he was excited to make a new friend out of this horrible experience. "I'll let you handle it, last time I flirted with a straight man he wanted to elope."

Devi wasn't a huge horror fan, however, she had enough knowledge to catch the other's reference and laughed at it. "The worst part is that I could see something along those lines happening." She was perhaps being overdramatic, but she was sure the other dodged a bullet either way. "Oh my god, or like he continued to talk to you through the puppet while you guys were hooking up." She shuddered. Yeah, the duo was definitely getting out of here before the puppet man or anyone else could stop them for yet another encounter neither one of them wanted to be in. "I completely forgot about that. I was thinking this year was flying by, but looking back that whole thing feels like ages ago." She supposed time was just strange like that, sometimes feeling like there was never enough of it and other times dragging on at a snail's pace. "That would be something though. Maybe we could even figure out what orange drink she was even talking about." Maybe the night wasn't so bad now she had an entertaining companion. "I don't think we'll have to, but I'm not above batting my eyes to get some extra."

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˙ ˖ ✶ Devi

Kit would definitely have a talk to the friends who signed him up for this when he wasn't even trying to look for love at the moment. There wasn't a soul here that interested him in the slightest, and it seemed as if the dregs of the dating world had all piled up in one small venue. "This whole thing seems more like a craigslist add than anything else," Kit sighed, the level of exasperation he felt was reaching new heights but it made him chuckle knowing there was another in the same boat. "Shocking," Kit said he looked to where Devi's eyes had shifted their attention and he guessed the friend must've snagged the only good option in this whole place. "Truly I get that, I've been stuck with some of the worst, there was a ventriloquist who told me his puppet thought I was attractive. So do you wish to indulge in some adult beverages, meaning diet coke and leave this place or something. Because I don't believe I'll find my prince charming anywhere around here. Unless you'd like to stay and talk to ventriloquist man?"

Perhaps it wasn't the best thing to admit, but Devi was relieved the person who rescued her from the draining conversation was just as miserable as she was at this thing. "I think it's safe to say it does." Her face twisted in annoyance, not at the other, but at how the night played out so far. "No seriously, it's like some of the worst of the worst this city has to offer all decided to gather here tonight. I don't know how anyone is supposed to meet someone they're actually interested in here." To be fair, she wasn't necessarily looking. Her life was enough of a dumpster fire as it was without adding romance to it, and well, she wasn't even sure of the type of person she would be interested in with her previous relationships mostly consisting of partners her parents would approve of rather than people she had genuine interest in. "Then again, the friend I came here with seems to be doing okay." She sighed softly before turning her attention back to the other, "Thanks for helping me by the way. I don't think I could've stomached another conversation revolving around that guy's favorite sports team through another excoriating game again."

˙ ˖ ✶ Ana

"Alexa, play Banana by Anita." Kit said off to the side to particularly nobody but laughed at his friend. "I am well aware, miss hacker woman. You do realize I am filthy rich and I could fly us out somewhere? All you have to do is ask. Like yes I have a roommate but it's because I hate living alone. Ugh, how dare we not be at the Hamptons, we could totally reenact the movie white chicks, and find love there, whilst also stopping a crime."

"You should know by now that I am definitely bananas. How is that even a question?" Her nose wrinkled up for a moment and she shook her head. "Why are we not somewhere nice? Because we live in the real world and in this real world, this is where I live and the only option we have." She huffed. "Sorry I'm not rich enough to take you out to the Hamptons every time." The sarcasm was quite clear.