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It had been months since Oblio felt anything near happy.
Ever since Bodie left for the military, it felt like a piece of him had been taken. It felt like he had a hole in his chest; and as much as Dare tried to help, nothing seemed to work.
Until Dare offered for Oblio to go with her to the club. “Honestly obee, you really need to get out more. Wait,” she thinks “I got it, come with me to DC. It's an awesome place and maybe you could meet someone to get your mind off of Bodie..” she trails off seeing Oblio's reaction to the name being said.
Oblio decides to listen for once and goes to get ready. He puts on a fall out boy shirt, and the tightest jeans ever (from the girls section at target) and heads out in his beat up honda civic.
When they get there, he sees a small building in a dark alley. Once he's inside he's blinded by all the lights and the really loud music. Hopefully these bright lights can hide the fact that he hasn't slept properly in weeks.
The music is too loud, there's too many people, and he's not enjoying himself in the slightest. “Dare i might head out early, my head is poundin-” Oblio starts before being interrupted by Dare, “Not so fast obee, come meet my friends.” she brings him over to a group of people who were all well dressed “Ok this is Mo and…” She introduces everyone, but Oblio isn’t really paying attention. “..and finally this is Angel” Oblio’s heart skips a beat. God Angel was so hot.
“Hey im Angel Ramirez” He smirked as he said his name. Oblio felt his face become hot. ‘I can’t do this’ he thought. Oblio then turned around and went to the bathroom without saying a word.
Angel quickly followed and grabbed Oblio’s hand, “Wait did I do something wrong..?” Angel asked innocently. ‘Can he just leave me alone?’ Oblio thought as he tried to respond but could only mumble a quick “No.”
Fuck this is embarassing.
“Uhm i heard your Oblio, sorry about your boyfriend..” Angel tried to be nice, but it just came out as awkward.
“Oh yeah uhm… thanks?” Now this was getting really embarrassing, “Listen i really have to go-” “Please don’t” Oblio saw Angel look away as he spoke, “Uhm i wanna get to know you better if you're okay with that. Here Take my number.”
Angel then grabs a pen from the bar and writes his digits on Oblio's pale skin.