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(Text taken from ZappyTiel’s work!)
The party started at seven o’clock, and seven o’clock found Loki still wavering at home despite having dressed suitably for the occasion. He had splurged on a mint green button-down shirt that brought out the flecks of emerald in his eyes, and he had purchased and donned his first pair of jeans. He just couldn’t muster enough fortitude to sentence himself to an evening feigning civility with his unwitting enemies.
Until Harold sent him the fourth text of the day.
