I looked around, searching for Levy in the horde of people. It was hard because most of the people here are tall and has a bulky build but with great determination to find that buffoon I call a friend, I elbowed my way through them. I received annoyed growls, glares as sharp as daggers and some shoves back.

Finally, after bloody hours trying to find the idiot, I found him leaning against a wall, flirting with a red-head. I was pretty sure my face was as red as that girl's hair by ...