Mira and Kalmin looked they were having lots of fun though. Deimos tried to sway to the beat with them, getting elbowed hard in the process. Kalmin yanked him away from the big, smelly dudebros who jabbed him and led them deeper into the crowd. There were pockets of air where two groups separated, and Kalmin used that to his advantage to let Deimos breathe. The first song was kind of a jumbled mess for Deimos, but then it smoothed out into a trap remix of a poppy song that he was more familiar with. There was hell of a heavier bass, but somehow he was already so wrapped into it he easily bobbed to the beat. Mira and Kalmin were still laughing, jumping with him, trashing their heads around, pumping their fists to the beat.
Sweat dripped down Deimos’ temple and his heart bounced to the bea
