Darrel held his hand over where Blair had hit him, as several people looked over towards them.

"Woah!" he exclaimed.

"Woah, woah, what the hell!?" he asked Blair.

"........" Evan was just silent, and sighed.

'Oh no, didn't think it'd get THIS bad...' he thought to himself.

Evan just sighed.

"Bit of a touchy subject with my boyfriend." he said.

Darrel seemed to freeze when he heard that.

"...............boyfriend?" he asked.

"Boyfriend." Evan confirmed.

"I... I, uh..." Darrel stuttered, before shaking his head lightly.

"I should get this tended to." he said, before quickly leaving the area.

Evan just looked at Blair.

"Sure." he replied.

"Do whatever you need to do." he said.

"And I'm sorry." he apologized.

"I'm sorry this happened." he clarified.

"I should have seen this coming. Especially from Darrel." he commented further, pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head slightly.

A few minutes after Blair had left, Darrel returned, and spoke to Evan.

"Evan... can I... talk with you for a moment?" he asked.

"Only if -I- can talk to YOU." Evan responded, not sounding impressed at all.

Darrel just sighed, and nodded.

About a minute later, as Blair sat on the steps, he looked over and noticed Darrel and Evan stepping out of a side door. And it seemed like they were having a very heavy and serious conversation.

He couldn't hear what they were saying, but it was clear that Evan was very annoyed, and Darrel was looking VERY sheepish.

Darrel and Evan looked over towards Blair, with Darrel flinching slightly, and Evan sighing.

"Right." Evan said as Blair got within talking distance.

"Darrel here, as an apology for his rudeness, has offered to pay for your cab ride home." he told him.

Darrel just sighed.

"Yeah." he said.

"And... sorry about ruining the evening for you." he then outright apologized.

Darrel just let out a huge sigh.

"I've come to rely on my sense of smell too much, it seems." he said.

Blair looked a little confused at this... after all, he didn't wear perfume or anything. This caused Evan to sigh again.

"Think more... pheromones, I suppose." he said to him.

"....actually, they're a lot fainter and more subdued/subtle on you." Darrel then said to Blair. "So... actually, I'm a more at fault than I first realized." he mumbled.

"Regardless, sorry about that, fella." he then apologized again, using a male-oriented term at the end.

"Comes with the territory of what I am." Darrel responded.

He then paused and looked at Evan. When Evan nodded, Darrel looked back towards Blair, and opened his mouth, revealing his sizeable fangs.

"See those?" Evan asked Blair.

"Those aren't fake." he said.

"Nor are they modifications. He grew those, himself."

Evan just shrugged.

"It's not surprising." he said.

Darrel just sighed again.

"I have no issues with you." he told Blair.

"I need to go back inside, though." he then said.

"Some people need to be told to NOT say what's on their mind, and keep their traps shut." he muttered, before turning and heading back inside.

"...we have a few other people that can sense and smell stuff." Evan told Blair. "And I do literally mean a few. A handful at MOST." he assured him.

"So he's going to warn them to keep any comments or questions to themselves, lest this happens again."

Evan shook his head.

"You didn't destroy tonight." he said.

"If anything, I'm sorry the night was destroyed for you." he told him.

"I hope it's somewhat salvageable, anyway." he went on.

"We can try and enjoy the rest of it, if you feel you can."

"As long as Darrel says you're not." Evan responded.

"Which, knowing him, he has." he continued.

"A lotta people respect him in the school." he went on.

"So even if people want to cause shit because of what happened, they won't, if Darrel says no." he chuckled.

"If anything, worry about if Sammy'll do anything to you if she hears of this." he then laughed, obviously joking.