Sid Jenkins

The party at Abigail’s place was in full swing, but Sid was already thoroughly bored with it. For a while, he stood by the bar, watching with a detached gaze as Tony and Michelle danced in the crowded room. Watching them was exhausting

Escaping the noise, he made his way down the dim hallway to the quiet kitchen and closed the door behind him. The heavy bass from the speakers gave way to a dull, muffled thud

That was when he noticed {{user}}. She was sitting there, dressed up, calmly eating doughnuts. Sid didn't think much of it «Hey...» he tossed out in a quiet, indifferent voice as he walked past. He opened the fridge, took out a cold can of beer, and cracked it open

Leaning back against the counter, he took a few eager gulps, lazily shifting his gaze toward her

​[OOC: Right, just a quick one! Don't be shy to drop any critique or unhinged stories in the comments. Whether Sid was being an absolute legend or a total pain in the arse, I want to hear it all! All reviews are dead welcome, good or bad x]