"I'm Copen. Copen Thorsen, I haven't seen you around before," The sticky male replied loudly. She was a bit confused as to why he was speaking so loudly, but let it slide. Now that she thought about it, she's never seen Copen either. [color=fff3d5]"Oh, well it's a big city,"[/color] Amaya said weakly. It's was pretty lame, but true. "I must repay you for this trouble..." The European boy leaned uncomfortably close. Amaya felt her ears light on fire. She leaned back a little, trying to look around at her surroundings, but his deep blue eyes sucked her attention back to his perfect face. She also didn't dare step back. It would have been rude and seen as running away. After what happened, the slim girl needed to accept whatever offer he made. Some people don't feel forgiven unless they did something to make up for their actions. "Seeing as you don't have a hot date-"

Suddenly a girl called out to the two of them, breaking whatever trance had befallen Amaya. She was... offering to replace his drink? It had been the last thing on the befuzzeled girl's mind, but it should have occured to her that she should have offered to do it herself. Ah, what a predicament. She was only full of disappointments tonight. "What sort of drink are you suggesting?" Copen asked, as he shrugged off his jacket and offered it to Amaya. "Here. Don't want you to get cold 'cause of my silly mistake."

[color=fff3d5]"Thanks,"[/color] She accepted the jacket. It was a bit large on her, but the freezing wind had started to pierce through the wet spots on her shirt, which was quite a bit of it. The jacket was a bit heavier than what the blond was used to and smelled of cologne. Wait, why was she smelling his coat? Isn't that considered creepy? However, now that she thought about it the taller male in front of her had also sustained quite a bit of spill damage. At this point, Amaya felt like more of a liablitiy rather than a decent human being. Well, at least the only way to go was up from here.

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