He was really only here because it was Drystan's party. Thomas had been avoiding every and all public situations because he had no desire to answer questions or concerns or wonderings about why his former girlfriend was not by his side. Thoughts of Casey seemed to consume him every time he had a quiet moment, and try as hard as he might he could not rid himself of the ever looming feeling of sadness and anger the visions of her brought him.
Thomas was however glad for the selective guest list. He had no desire to be cornered by a journalist looking for a scoop, especially since it was the media that had caused everything around him to fall apart. His family wasn't speaking to him, his sister was especially furious, and he couldn't talk to anyone about it because it was his own damn fault.
The slight jolt forward snapped him out of this thoughts, and Thomas looked up in surprise at Delilah. His face flushed and he looked down and away, not believing that she was once again harassing him. Hadn't once been enough?
"Please don't mention the towel," he said, still looking away and not accepting the drink.
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