[Center][h3]Liam Pyne[/h3][/center]

The situation appeared to have mostly diffused itself. With a slight smile Liam backed away from Paulina after he handed her glasses back. Stepping a bit further away Liam walked a bit down the hallway from the group of guys and rested his back against the wall. Hopefully no one would miss him. With a heavy sigh the young man slumped a little and with a sharp press of his will he expelled the spirits in his body. 

Reaching up Liam pressed the heels of his palms to his forehead and breathed slowly as emotions came seeping back into him. Gently beginning to rub his temples with the heels of his palms he let himself slide further down the wall until he was seated back against the wall. Multiplicity possessions we a massive drain on him. Hopefully the wave of fatigue would pass and he could slip back into the social before someone noticed his absence. 

The spirits still lingered around him. Like moths to a flame when they were expelled from him they clung to the memory of life. Atleast that is what he told himself. Leaning back against the wall he closed his eyes for a moment. Enjoy the quiet away from the momentary drama. No doubt it wouldn't last.