Brian isn't sure why he is coming to the dance, except that his mother had sent him nice clothing with the expectation that he'd go. Nervously he stood near the entrance, eyes darting back and forth around the room as he tried to assure himself that nothing was wrong. He even stared at the snow cautiously as he inched a little deeper into the party, taking slow breaths with each step.

He was so busy trying to make sure everything was alright, however, that he very nearly ran smack into Meka. Which would have been horrible, for multiple reasons.