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Ayyy, Maddox finally joined him. Now, all he needed was the others - he looked around for them, they probably didn't get the memo about red being for AMERICA - but before that, he chimed in along after Maddox.
"I GOT MY HANDS UP, THEY'RE PLAYIN MY SONG. I KNOW I'M GONNA BE OKAYYYY." He made a fist with his hand and alternated between banging on the table with his knuckles and fist in tandem with the music. "YEAHHHHHHHHH, IT'S A PARTY IN THE USA!" he belted shamelessly. Because, wow, it was so good to be American right now. He nodded at the kid sitting near them, "You've got great taste in music. Here," he slid the wizard radio over to him, "filter through and check it out." They were here to be friendly, right? And sharing was caring. "Sup Tenacius," he didn't shake the boy's hand - what was this??? a meeting with the president? - and instead took to giving him a light slap with his own hand. "Don't get formal with me, I'm not your boss or anything." Weirdo.
"I'm Khalil," he figured he might as well make himself known; he wanted his name to be in everyone's mouth by tomorrow evening. He looked over at the blonde girl sitting near them and flashed her a smile. "Sup girl, don't be shy, you should come and talk with us." Friendly friendly friendly. He looked down at the food and made a face, nudging Maddox in the process. "This is nasty," he said while simultaneously shaking his head and piling food onto his plate. "It needs help." And, wouldn't you know, Saint Khalil had exactly what that food needed. He fished around in his pockets and pulled out a small bottle of hot sauce. He generously shook the bottle over his plate and muttered under his breath about the audacity of Hogwarts.
Last edited by thekraken; 05-15-2017 at 02:05 AM.
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