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Bess?
It had taken Fabian a while to actually get up and leave the table, since he felt very guilty just leaving Bess to sit there by herself. He had asked her if she wanted to walk around with him, but she seemed…uncomfortable about it. He just thought she was nervous about being around so many people that she didn’t really know that well. There was no way that he would be able to know that it was something much more than just that. So, after telling her about a million times that he would be right back, he had gotten up to make his way around the room, saying quick hello’s to everyone, trying to hurry things up to get back to Bess. People kept stopping him though, trying to make small talk with him. He would just keep making up odd excuses to get away and not be rude.

By the time he had made at least one ‘lap’ around the room, he had said hello to almost everyone. In his opinion, ‘almost everyone’ was a step forward, and he would be able to sit down with Bess and not feel bad about avoiding anyone. So, he would try and make his way back to the table, approaching her as an upbeat song began to play. As he walked towards her, he noticed that she looked very uptight. Brows furrowed as he stopped in front of her, his head canted to the side. “Hey…you alright? I tried to get back as soon as I could.”