A tiny voice pipes up from a nearby seat a row or two away, almost inaudible over the rest of the chatter. 5 waves to his friend rather enthusiastically, considering his normally demure disposition, hoping that she'll notice him from where he now sits perched atop the back of a chair. This place is dark, and so far he hasn't seen anybody he really knows, so seeing a familiar face is a huge relief for him.
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A tiny voice pipes up from a nearby seat a row or two away, almost inaudible over the rest of the chatter. 5 waves to his friend rather enthusiastically, considering his normally demure disposition, hoping that she'll notice him from where he now sits perched atop the back of a chair. This place is dark, and so far he hasn't seen anybody he really knows, so seeing a familiar face is a huge relief for him.