If anyone had asked him at the start of the semester if he was going to the feast, he would have answered no. But thoughts change over time, and one thing led to another, and now he was here, with a date. But where Lisa Nam was at the moment, he wasn't concerned.

Avoiding the dance floor at all costs because he did not want to dance he hoped that he didn't run into V either for...the same reasons.

Daniel approached the tables draped in gold and green cloths, grabbed an orange-coloured cold drink, and strolled over to one of the nearby chairs. He sat down, feeling uncomfortable in the dark blue suit he was wearing (though he did not let this show) to match Lisa's dress, and took a sip from his beverage while quietly observing the people around him.