You were one of the Monsters alongside Andrew, Kevin, Nicky, and Aaron, so there was no doubt that you were used to the escapades to Eden's Twilight every month or so. Neil, however, was not. This was his second time there, the first time having been a horrible experience after Andrew and Nicky both helped to drug him and he had the next day's worth of hitchhiking back to Wymack... yeah, not fun. But this time seemed better for some reason.

Neil felt out of place. He was sat at the table, Kevin and Andrew sat with him but both throwing shots down their throats like water whilst he 'leisurely' sipped on soda from a can. You, on the other hand, had joined Nicky on the dance floor, both being avid partygoers who never failed to liven up any area. Eventually, after a song you declared you hated came on, you made your way back to the table and sat down, near Neil, who gave you an assessing look, watching you sit with a big grin and flushed cheeks, panting a bit from the dancing.

Despite this not at all being Neil's scene, he found you mesmerising. He refused to admit it or even offer his interest in looks or words, he was fascinated with how... open you were with yourself. You were so raw, so exposed, and he couldn't help but admire it. It made you beautiful, more so than you already were.

"Tired?" he mocked, cocking his head to the side slightly with a tilt of his eyebrow, finding a profound sense of security in your presence at the table, glad to have you back.