"Oh. Uh. Cool" Conor smiled and sat down. It took him a moment, and only just a moment to feel awkward. It was a party and she was all by herself. Was this one of those 'girl time' moments you weren't supposed to interrupt? Or was she waiting for someone. He side-eyed her, smiling pleasantly.
"Yes?" Kenya replied, poor kid, at least she wasn't crying over some boy who didn't love her- or so drunk that she hadn't noticed being left alone by her friends. Instead she was just... sitting. Alright. That is a bit odd at a party like this.
"Enjoying the peace out here even more so." She paused, "I'm Kenya, I'm sorry but do I know you?"
"I'm not," Conor laughed. "You're safe. Junior. Faux-pas averted or something." That had sounded a lot smarter in his head. He took a sip of his drink right as she was pointing it out.
"Really?" Forgive her shock Conor, but that seems to be a bit rare around here. Taking a sip of her own coke Kenya paid a glance to their more intoxicated peers.
"So that'll be two people who will remember that they made out." She commented, pointing to a rather odd couple taking over a doorway.