Everything was moving too quickly, Delilah could barely keep up as Matt practically dragged this stranger off the dance floor. Her confused words tangled into something of a yelp as managed to follow her boyfriend to the gazebo. She had never see him like this before.
"Matt!" she tried to get his attention but he didn't seem to hear her as he demanded this blokes information. Her eyes flicked between Matthew and this John---John what? Couldn't he even bother with a last name? She wasn't sure who to watch. There was something about all of this, that had her on edge. Maybe it was just that this John had bad timing, or maybe it was something else. Whatever it was, she didn't have time to think on it as here boyfriend was moving again. She hesitated half a second, studying the bloke who had just handed over the information before turning to follow.
"Matthew, wait." She called trying futility to get him to slow down. Finally she managed to grab his wrist. "Matt. Slow down. You can't--- you can't just-- what if--" You can't just go over there. What if he'd wrong? Delilah felt horrible for even thinking it, let along almost saying it aloud. But they didn't know anything about this guy, he had just shown up out of no where and suddenly had all this information.
"Don't you think you should ask this John guy a few more questions before racing off?"
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