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[stinger_aim]

*Trevor's oblivious to the new arrivals, but that's normal since he found a place that sells comics. He's enjoying the evening, reading his books at a cafe near the hotel. He takes a sip of tea and flips the pages

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[angelodellasera]

Earth to geeky kid, you're latte's gonna get cold.

[stinger_aim]

Hmmm?

*He looks around for the owner of that voice. Eventually, he spots a white-haired guy. Kind of cute, too*

Oh! Um, yeah. I'm letting it cool down.

[angelodellasera]

-Soiree makes himself comfortable in a chair across from Venom, propping his boots up and moving his hands behind his head.-

I don't get it, man... what are you kids doing here?

[stinger_aim]

*Trevor just stares at the guy, muttering something under his breath*

Make yourself at home, why don't you...

Your guess is as good as mine. I just know I'm not fighting unless I absolutely have to.