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5 Characters Here
Theo Monteforte [8] "The creative adult is the child who survived."
Tabitha Sawyer [7] "Sounds like a party."
Brad Smith [6] "Don't step towards me."
Christopher Ramsey [6] "What we learn?"
Aurora K. Genevieve [5] "She's still dead when you're done with the bottle."
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Dialogue ● #306B57 || Thoughts ● #6B3044
Chill Bill ● Rob $tone
Location ● Buffalo State Asylum
Date ● October 31, 2016
Time ● 10:30 P.M
Under the ethereal moonlight, debauchery reigns within the decrepit walls of the abandoned Buffalo State Asylum. Music blares, loud and rhythmic, making the world vibrate. Strobe lights flash in the windows; painted, horrific faces peering out into the vast night. And the familiar herbal aroma clouds the air, almost impossible to escape it. Christopher narrows his eyes through the haze as he walks down the staircase, clad in a red and black three piece suit, black mask, and devil horns propped on his forehead. He smiles to himself when that pungent odor wafts in his nose. Smells like business is booming. With confidence, Chris makes his entrance, a charming smile on his face as a few partygoers beam at him. “It’s the D.A.R.E Devil!” “Hey, D-man hook me up!” “That’s him, the D.A.R.E. Devil guy, I was telling you about.” Whispers and rumors scatter about the party the moment he’s in view. He’s always feels like such a celebrity when he puts on the D.A.R.E. Devil persona at his parties. Outside of the electro music and flashing lights, he’s just Chris--the business major with a smart mouth. However, now he meant something to these people. When they looked at him, they saw a night to remember. If you really think about it, he’s providing a service to these people.
His tongue grazes his bottom lip, mirth dancing in his eyes as he moves through the throng of sweaty, high bodies. They part like the red sea for him, some of them with money in hand to get some of his stash; which he’s more than willing to share for a price, of course. He shakes their hands, swapping little baggies for dollar bills. A smug air surrounds him when he gets closer to the DJ booth, a sense of assurance and validation pushing him forward. Once he’s there, he greets the DJ with a clasp on the shoulder and a radiant grin. The infamous Parker Thompson a.k.a DJ Dank; an icon in the underground scene and one of his fellow classmates at Benson & Hedge. Although they aren’t the closest, when Chris was in dire need of a last minute DJ, he was over the moon when the scrawny, shaggy haired sophomore approached him. Granted, he had been a bit cynical about the decision at first, seeing as the guy didn’t look like much of a DJ, but you know, don’t judge a book by its cover, right?
“Dude, sick party, thanks for letting me DJ,” Parker yells over the music, scratching records without missing a beat.
“Nah, man. Thank you. You saved my ass when you agreed to this. Help yourself to as much kush as you want, my treat,” Chris replies with the utmost sincerity. The party is a hit. With the sales from tonight and the entrance fee, he’s sure they’ve made a profit and then some. “Hey, pass me the mic, will ya?” Parker nods, grabbing the microphone and turning off the music.
“Okay, party people! Imma need your attention, real quick,” everything stops, a sea of eyes all on DJ Dank and Chris. A rush of adrenaline courses through Chris’ veins “Alright, you freaks, it’s about that time. You know what I’m talking about, kids, it’s time to welcome to the booth the King of Ganja, the Emperor of Kush, the one, the only, the motherfucking D.A.R.E. Devil!”
The crowd cheers when Parker hands him the mic with a wink. Chris can’t stop smiling as he watches them go wild; from the men to the women, from the cisgender to the transgender, from the lost to the found; he was king. Part of him feels like it can’t get better than this; an ocean of people chanting your name, everyone wanting a piece of you. That’s power. “D.A.R.E. Devil! D.A.R.E. Devil! D.A.R.E. Devil!” It’s electrifying.
“How you girls and ghouls doing tonight?” They all shout in response. “I said, how you girls and ghouls doing tonight!” They all scream like banshees, urging Chris to grin wider. “That’s what I like to hear. I want to thank you for coming out tonight for D.A.R.E’s second annual HalloWeed Celebration. We got edibles that will blow your fucking mind, maybe even melt a few brain cells. Half a brownie will get you flying, but a whole one will have you roaming the damn afterlife. We got Mean Green, Sex Pot, Purple Haze, the classic Blue Dream, and my personal favorite Luke Skywalker Kush. Are you ready to get fucked up, kids?”
“Hell yeah!” The crowd replies, fists pumping in the air and smiles gleaming in the unsettling green lights.
“Are you prepared to forget everything you learned at school this past month in one night!” He asks, riling them up more, earning a few ‘woops’ and a ‘I love you D.A.R.E Devil!’ “I love you too, baby,” he winks, although he’s not really sure who shouted it. “I want you to enjoy, guys. Me asylum es tu asylum. And remember…” he trails off, letting them finished the sentence with enthusiasm.
“Drugs. Are. Really. Entertaining!!” They’re going fucking crazy. Chris is on cloud nine when he gives the mic back to his DJ. He offers him a quick brotherly handshake before hopping off the platform and into the sea of people.
Earlier
Theo had spent the better part of his day setting up and decorating the abandoned asylum that Chris had decided to hold the rave in. Despite Theo's constant protests of "Man, this places freaks the fuck outta me." He kept on at his work, making sure the places was fully decked out with D.A.R.E graffiti covering the walls. Theo had called in some of his boys as back up, spraying the whole plays in one day would be a nightmare and Theo wasn't really up for passing out from the fumes. By midday they had the place looking a lot less creepy and a lot more "fucking awesome!" To put it in Theo's words. Everything would be dry by tonight and he couldn't wait to see it all lit up by the colour changing lights they had hired out especially for this rave.
Thinking back to his old high school parties, Theo nearly laughs out loud as he thinks about how basic they were. Since moving to Benson & Hedge, Theo had become accustomed to the type of parties only the D.A.R.E squad would throw. It was almost unreal how awesome they were. Never your average college parties, D.A.R.E says a hearty 'fuck you' to the red solo cups, frat houses and greek parties. This was the place to be. Under the cover of darkness, in a freakin' abandoned asylum with music from the best DJ the Uni has to offer and a steady flow of weed. Oh how Theo loved it here.
That Night
Even before entering the Asylum, Theo could smell the strong scent of weed wafting from the booming building. A quick grin settling on his face, the guy hastily makes his entrance, anticipation mounting as he hears whoops and hollers coming from within. Without a doubt, Theo knew this would be a night to remember. Before heading inside, Theo quickly decides to shoot off a few texts, realising that once he was in, there'd be no time for him to be standing around on his phone.
To: Kitty
Where you @? I'm omw in, better see you inside - tonight's gonna be one to remember.
To: Mr Muscle
You coming tonight? We might need our strong man, and hey, a party's not a party without you, boo.
Where you @? I'm omw in, better see you inside - tonight's gonna be one to remember.
To: Mr Muscle
You coming tonight? We might need our strong man, and hey, a party's not a party without you, boo.
His last text may have been sent jokingly, but Theo hoped that Brad would be there, he wanted the whole squad together. Assuming Tabitha and Chris would already be inside, no doubt making a few sales already, Theo neglected to text them; knowing they'd be too busy right now. Besides he'd see them in there. Running a hand through his long hair - something his siblings were forever telling him to cut - and adjusting his black leather jacket around him, Theo stepped into the hallway only to be met with the almost deafening sound of DJ Dank booming down the mic. It always made him chuckle when he thought of Parker Thompson, the lanky little sophomore he'd shared a fair amount of blunts with, as the infamous DJ Dank.
Hearing the crowd go into an uproar, Theo can only assume that Chris has made his legendary entrance. Easily finding his way near the front (being a part of the D.A.R.E group gave you a lot of respect, especially at parties), Theo pauses to listen as Chris addresses the crowd. That guy was nothing if not a showman, he was so in control he could almost hypnotise the crowd and they played like putting into his hands, shouting and screaming at all the right times. Fuck, it was almost magical the way he could rile everyone up even more and effortlessly get the crowd jumping. "I love you D.A.R.E devil" Theo hears a girl shriek, right next to him. Turning and laughing a little at the red faced, sweating girl shouting her lungs out at his friend, he can't help but feel some sense of pride that he's a part of this - Theo helped to make this happen.
Glancing around the crowd to see if he could spot Tabitha, he knew he'd find her somewhere. Probably screaming along with the rest of the crowd readying for her time in the limelight. That girl knew how to party and Theo loved her for that. Feeling a tap on his shoulder, Theo turns to meet the gaze of Penelope Wilson, a junior he'd hooked up with a few months ago, smiling a sheepish smile at him. "Uh, hey Theo," She manages to stutter out as Theo braces himself for the 'why did you never call' conversation. He was not in the mood for that tonight and so before Penelope had a chance to say anything else, Theo whips a pre-rolled joint from his pocket and smirks at her, "Want me to two's you?" He offers, rolling the joint between his fingers. Stepping a little closer to the girl and bending down to whisper in her ear, "I used cherry papers." He adds, remembering that as her rolling paper of choice.
While the pair find a corner to smoke in, Theo glances once more around the room, hoping to find one of his friends and have them save him from this ultimately awkward situation he's just put himself in.
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"Whoo!" Tabitha cheered for her best friend, clambering atop the bar with a half empty bottle in one hand and swinging her cat tail around in a circle, fixing her cat ears which had gone askew. She waved her bottle around in the air, the amber contents spilling haphazardly onto her black leotard though the zany brunette obviously couldn't care less from the way she was beaming out at Chris, "that's my bro!" She shouted above the crowd's chanting, pride radiating from her very pores. The way Chris could get people pumped up and to go absolutely nuts over him never failed to amaze Tabitha; he was so different up in front of the crowd--his people--like he belonged there, it just seemed so natural and perfect, the way he stood so proud and tall--no one could ever think of questioning his place there.
"Hey, Cat-girl!" Tabitha looked down from her perch to see a guy with dark chocolate eyes and a smooth grin, though his most notable feature was the cash in his hand. Immediately, the brunette crouched and swung her booted feet off the counter, hopping down at the same time she reached into her bra and produced a small baggy.
"Trick or treat?" She winked, low-fiving the guy and passing the buck, stuffing the green back into her handy-dandy chest compartment without skipping a beat.
Glancing around the awesomely-decorated room, Tabitha stopped short when she saw a familiar head of long sable hair and grinned, racing up to her favorite artist without a second thought, only noticing he had company after she'd flung herself at him, squeezing Theo in a tight hug before releasing him and stepping back with a giant smile. "Hey! Did you see Chris's speech?" She asked him and continued without taking breath, "that was soooo awesome, yeah? He was like--" Tabitha straightened and deepened her voice comically, "--"ladies and gentlemen!" And the crowd was like: "ahhhhhhhhh"," she tried to cup her hands around her mouth, forgetting that one was occupied with her alcohol, and breathed loudly into the air, "and then the girls were like: "oh my god, have my babies!"" a bubble of not-so-sober giggles escaped Tabitha's lips, "it was great."
Suddenly seeming noticing the third party again, Tabitha redirected her attention to the girl, "oh, sorry 'bout that, how are you liking the party so far? I don't think I've met you before!" She said excitedly, sidling up to Theo's side and looping her arm around his with an mischievous smile. "This guy isn't bothering you, right? Are you, babe?" Her voice was sugar sweet, getting up on her tippy-toes to plant a wet, boozy kiss to his cheek, turning to bat her eyelashes innocently at the girl. "You'll be going now, yeah?" Tabitha asked happily, scrunching her nose, "we need a little "alone time", if ya catch my drift."
❝BABY I DON'T NEED DOLLAR BILLS TO HAVE FUN TONIGHT.❞
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"Oh hell yes." It's a quiet sentence compared to the hooting and shouting coming from all around the small girl. The hype and fucking wilderness this place turned into was the only type of drug she needed personally. Aurora had been behind Chris the entire time during his little crowd hype sesh. Big bro really knew how to get shit started. Meanwhile Rora was hiccuping already from just a single cup of whatever was handed to her before in return for a little bag of goodies- a mic gripped in her hand. Fuck yea she was going to perform with her band her as per usual, it wasn't a part without the colorful girl's band making everyone fucking jump. Hazel eyes scan the crowd, masked figures, ghosts and ghouls being seen and she grins.
Halloween- no- halloweed was her favorite fucking holiday and event. There was nothing that could top the thrill she felt, the adrenaline. That's why she loved to perform after all. Rora nearly jumps when she feels her bra vibrate only to reach in and tug out her phone to see a text from the one and only Teddy. A stupid smile appears on her dark stained lips as she quickly replies and adds in a picture to top it off. Being flirtatious with the man was just a hobby of hers.
┌xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTo: Teddy pookiexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx┐
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I'm up by the booth near the back, about to perform.
Look forward to it Teddy boo~ <3 xoxo
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└xxxxxxxxxxxxFILE ATTACHMENT: OPEN.xxxxxxxxxxxx┘
Hitting send and humming she slides her phone back into her bra, reaching down to smooth out her thigh highs. Her costume was literal lingerie with a lace shirt on top because- why not? You only live once and this was her own unique style after all. No one would be surprised to see the Aurora K. Genevieve in this type of outfit. She'd been in it all day, scoping out the area before the party to make sure there was not police activity over her or working security cameras. With that in mind she's walking up to Parker, leaning down to quickly adjust her heels. "Hey Spiderman! I'm ready whenever you are." Rora winks, laughing a bit at her own play on words since his name was Parker. The man just gives a playful roll of his eyes before handing her a different mic, her specially customized one of course. Wrapping a perfectly manicured hand around it she goes to flip the switch on and grab everyone's attention. This indeed would be a night to remember as Theo had stated in the text sent to her. She'd make fucking sure of that.
"All I see are fucking beautiful people in this crowd who are high and ready for this shit to really start! Thanks to the fucking handsome and legendary D.A.R.E devil we're able to bring you- only the best of the best. Be sure to hit each of us up if you need some goodie bags for this party. Otherwise, i'm guna serve up some fucking jams for this shindig. Sound good!?" The roar of the crowd nearly shakes the ground and sends shivers up her spine. Every. Fucking. Time. Giving one of her signature winks she signals off to Parker who starts up the music, her band behind her starting up as well. Well into their third song she's bouncing up and down, waving her hands up to make the crowd jump as well and grinning. This is it. This is what she lived for.
Location: Buffalo State Asylum → Date: October 31 → Mentions: Chris & Aurora → Time: 9:15 - 10:30 PM → Mood: Nothing better jump off tonight.
Bradley was always up for a party, especially when his friends was involved. The look on his face was absolutely priceless as he was preparing himself for the upcoming party hosted by Christopher. Even though he liked parties, costume parties was really forte. He had every right within his mind to just go in there in regular clothing but then knew that he'd probably set someone off if he did that. So instead, to be himself, Brad dressed up like a UFC fighter. He was bound to get a couple of stares but figured people would be a little too high or wasted to even notice him.
As soon as he felt like he was ready, Brad grabbed his much needed essentials and headed out of the door. As soon as he reached his vehicle, his phone pinged as it was a text from Theo. 'What does this loser want?' Brad thought to himself as he got inside of his vehicle before he opened up the text. His eyes scanned over the words and the last one caught him a bit off guard. His eyes then rolled for a moment as he started to type a message back towards Theo.
To: Theo
Yeah. On my way now.
As soon as he sent that text, Brad revved his engine before his car was on the open road as he made his way towards the asylum. Of course, only a dummy would really park their car in the parking lot as there were quite a few but he parked his car across the street then got out as he walked the short distance towards the asylum.
Upon his entrance, he could already tell that people were faded and even saw one of his friends, Chris, The D.A.R.E Devil, literally tonight anyway, on the stage as he gave a speech. His eyes squinted a little bit to find more of his friends as he sought out Theo. Brad smiled softly as he walked over towards him but sneaked up behind him and wrapped his muscular arms around his waist as he chin rested upon his shoulder. "Aw. You must miss me or something, cutie." Brad said as he delivered a playful kiss to Theo's cheek then stood in front of him now, a soft chuckle escaped over his parted lips.
Brad then saw Tabitha as she came over, though how can you not hear her loudly over the music. His eyes watched as she hugged Theo as he scoffed at the display. This was really awkward for him since he was flirtatious with both of them as he wanted to walk away but decided against it. "So what? No hug for me? I see how it is now, Tab." Brad jokingly said towards the female as he folded his muscular arms over each other. "But yeah, I've got to admit. Chris knows how to throw a party and his speech was off the Richter scale, along with the amount of applause and other nonsense he was getting."
Brad couldn't help but add in his two cents then saw Tabitha's display towards Theo. He rolled his eyes before he looked upon stage, after he heard Aurora's voice boom through a mic. "She's actually pretty good." Brad commented. "Has anyone seen Chris?" It was impossible to find now that Aurora had the crowd even more hyped. But Brad knew that Chris would eventually seek the group out.
As soon as he felt like he was ready, Brad grabbed his much needed essentials and headed out of the door. As soon as he reached his vehicle, his phone pinged as it was a text from Theo. 'What does this loser want?' Brad thought to himself as he got inside of his vehicle before he opened up the text. His eyes scanned over the words and the last one caught him a bit off guard. His eyes then rolled for a moment as he started to type a message back towards Theo.
To: Theo
Yeah. On my way now.
As soon as he sent that text, Brad revved his engine before his car was on the open road as he made his way towards the asylum. Of course, only a dummy would really park their car in the parking lot as there were quite a few but he parked his car across the street then got out as he walked the short distance towards the asylum.
Upon his entrance, he could already tell that people were faded and even saw one of his friends, Chris, The D.A.R.E Devil, literally tonight anyway, on the stage as he gave a speech. His eyes squinted a little bit to find more of his friends as he sought out Theo. Brad smiled softly as he walked over towards him but sneaked up behind him and wrapped his muscular arms around his waist as he chin rested upon his shoulder. "Aw. You must miss me or something, cutie." Brad said as he delivered a playful kiss to Theo's cheek then stood in front of him now, a soft chuckle escaped over his parted lips.
Brad then saw Tabitha as she came over, though how can you not hear her loudly over the music. His eyes watched as she hugged Theo as he scoffed at the display. This was really awkward for him since he was flirtatious with both of them as he wanted to walk away but decided against it. "So what? No hug for me? I see how it is now, Tab." Brad jokingly said towards the female as he folded his muscular arms over each other. "But yeah, I've got to admit. Chris knows how to throw a party and his speech was off the Richter scale, along with the amount of applause and other nonsense he was getting."
Brad couldn't help but add in his two cents then saw Tabitha's display towards Theo. He rolled his eyes before he looked upon stage, after he heard Aurora's voice boom through a mic. "She's actually pretty good." Brad commented. "Has anyone seen Chris?" It was impossible to find now that Aurora had the crowd even more hyped. But Brad knew that Chris would eventually seek the group out.
As the conversation grew stale, and Theo could see Penelope gaining the confidence to finally blurt out what she's wanted to say all along. Biting down on his bottom lip, Theo stops the joint from side burning with his clipper and prays that he's rescued soon. As if on cue, it is then he's attack-hugged by Tabitha, dressed up appropriately in cat ears and matching tail. His concerned expression being replaced by one of joy. Thank fuck for Tabby - Theo thinks before flinging an arm over the girl and laughing. How Tabitha was drunk already Theo had no idea, but he wasted no time in grabbing the bottle from her hand and taking a swig, bemusedly listening to her go on about Chris. "The dude sure does know how to give a speech," Theo admits before raising an eyebrow at her, "Just the girls? Are you kidding, by the end of that I even wanted him to have my babies." He jokes.
"This guy isn't bothering you, right? Are you, babe?" Suppressing a laugh Theo shakes his head, "Course not kitten, we're just old friends." Fiddling with Tabitha's cat tail, Theo looks at Penelope with a raised eyebrow after Tabitha kisses his cheek. "Oh I, um," Penelope blurts out, clearly flustered, "I have to go-" And with that the girl disappears into the sea of pulsing bodies, taking with her the awkward atmosphere that had developed around her and Theo.
Turning to lean against the cool, painted wall Theo grins at Tabitha, flicking one of her cat ears, "I owe you one Tabby," He says, incredibly grateful for her presence, "Oh, and now she's gone - what about that alone time?" Theo teases cheekily with a wink, getting back into his usual flow of flirting with practically anything with a pulse. Knowing full well he was about to get the shutdown of a life time, Theo takes yet another big gulp from the bottle and offers Tabitha his joint. Puff, puff, pass was Theo's typical philosophy but as she'd helped him out, Theo didn't mind if she finished the joint. Besides, he had plenty more where that came from. Although Theo would never get high off his own supply, he made sure that he brought some for himself too.
Looking again over Tabitha, Theo takes in her fancy dress outfit and smiles, it suited her perfectly "Your costume's pretty good, but can it beat this?" Theo moves part of his leather jacket to reveal the plain black t-shirt underneath with 'Generic Halloween Costume' printed onto it in block capitals, "I thought, you know, as the creative one I'd go all out this year." He says with a chuckle, "It was either this or a police costume and I'm not too sure how that would've gone down here." Theo adds, laughing a little more.
Just then, Theo's phone bleeps and he reaches into his back pocket to retrieve it. Smiling as he reads the text then clicks on the attachment, Theo quickly response to Aurora.
To: Kitty
Can't wait, you know I'm your biggest fan ;-) I'm w/ Tabby we'll come over now.
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Can't wait, you know I'm your biggest fan ;-) I'm w/ Tabby we'll come over now.
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Hollering to the nearest person and getting them to take a picture of him with Tabitha, Theo quickly shoots it off to Aurora before jumping slightly as he's grabbed from behind. Turning around to see none other than Mr Muscle himself, Bradley, standing there; Theo rolls his eyes, "Knew you couldn't keep your hands off me, babycakes," He says with a wink, just as he hears Aurora's band start to play. "C'mon guys let's go dance!" Theo beams, grabbing bother of them by the hand.
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What she could of it, anyways.
Tabitha shamelessly gropes at the hard muscles of the built man's bicep as she tugs him in with all her strength (read: not much) and practically jumps to get her arms around his neck. "No, no, shh," she soothes, petting at his dark, fluffy hair, "don't worry, you're still the hottest of them all, I promise." She turned her head to blink dumbly as the girl--who, admittedly, Tabitha had forgotten was still there--stuttered and rushed off.
"Bye!" The brunette called after her and chuckled, climbing down off Brad to hook her arms through his and Theo's, turning to the latter hottie with a mischievous grin, "Ya heartbreaker, you," she teased.
"I owe you one Tabby," the sable-haired artist said, making said brunette preen.
"Just get me more alcohol and we can call it even." Tabitha stated, placing her hands on her hips.
"Oh, and now she's gone - what about that alone time?"
Usually such advances from anyone, even Theo, would make Tabitha blush and laugh nervously--still unused to people actually flirting back with her--but tonight she was already inebriated enough to wink back, "well, then we'd be a little more than even," she grinned, shaking her shoulders in a way she thought was suggestive and plucked her beer from his hand, taking a swig and pushing it towards Brad with a raised brow. At the mention of costumes, Tabitha glanced back at Theo, looking down at his ironic shirt and snorting, rolling her eyes fondly, "you're such a dork," she told him, leaning her head onto his shoulder as he played with his phone and looked out onto the party, the flashing lights and screeching laughter filling her with excitement. Absent-mindedly, Tabitha notices Theo hand off his phone and smiles for the picture, blinking rapidly to clear the dancing blobs of color the flash put into her vision.
"Has anyone seen Chris?" Brad pipes up, Tabitha turning back to him so fast, she rocks unsteadily on her feet, the world spinning for a second.
"Huh? Uh, oh, um..." She pushes on the boys shoulders to hold her up as she gets on her toes to squint over the raving crowd, "pretty sure he's probably in there...somewhere," she points into the mass of raving bodies helpfully and drops back down onto the balls of her feet.
"C'mon guys let's go dance!" Theo cries, Tabitha beaming back at him and gripping his hand back, abandoning her alcohol on a stray table to follow her favorite artist into the fray. Cheering nonsensically with everyone else as Aurora came on stage, the roar of the crowd deafening and exhilarating, the smoke filling the air and her lungs, making her giddy, laughter bubbling out of her like foam from a recently opened champagne bottle.
“Hey, Mr. D.A.R.E Devil!” Chris inwardly groans, a little peeved that he can’t really get a second to breathe. Nevertheless, he turns around, ready to paint a smile onto his face. He’s taken aback when he’s met with a big curly afro and a ruby red grin. He chuckles, taking in the skin tight black and purple suit, silver boxy sunglasses, and the strange painted hulk-smash gloves weighing down her hands.
“What exactly are you supposed to be?” Chris asks, cocking his head in interest as his hands casually . “Some kind of afro-punk superhero?”
”Close,” she replies with a roll of her eyes behind the clear sunglasses. “I’m Garnet. You know, from Steven Universe…?” Chris stares at her blankly, clearly unfamiliar with the reference. The girl sighs, deflating a bit in defeat. “Forget it.” She perks up, puffing out her chest in a false sense of confidence. Chris can see right through it. “I wanted to buy a bag of your finest weed, good sir.”
Chris stares at her for a long moment, eyes narrowing behind his mask. “How much you want?”
She stops, uncertainty swimming the depths of her brown eyes. If Chris wasn’t certain before, he’s definitely certain now. This wasn’t her scene. “How much can five bucks get me?” She grins at him, meekly.
“Garnet, right?” he muses, his thumb and forefinger gently tugging at his goatee. “Well, Garnet, In here, five dollars will only get you embarrassed. However, I’m going to give you something a little better. Advice. Next time you want to buy from me or any other dealer, you should probably do your research. This is--what--your first time buying or even smoking weed?” She looks like she about to interrupt him, so Chris raises his finger to instantly put an end to whatever rebuttal she thought she had. “Look, kid. You’re probably a bright eyed and bushy tailed freshman that heard rumors about a mysterious low-key group of students that are secretly running a drug ring within the school, just like every other freshman that’s scurrying around campus. It’s probably why you chose the school, right?” Her gaze hardens, a look of defiance evident there. It just tells Chris all he needs know to pin her down. “Yeah, not surprised. You must have felt pretty special when you managed to find out where this party was since most freshmen can’t. Anyway, we’re selling by the dub and eighth tonight, so google how much that is and get back to us when you can ante up. Maybe if you get another five, you could afford a brownie crumb.” With that, Chris sidesteps her before turning back as a second thought. “Oh, and enjoy the music, Rora’s kind of the shit.” Chris wiggles his fingers in parting, leaving an annoyed little freshman weedless.
Now that his moment of fun was over, he has a crew to hunt down. And like a beacon in the night, he spots the ears he’s been searching for attached to bouncing brunette curls. He swoops in behind her, scooping her up in his arms without warning and tossing her in the air. “Hey, Tabby Cat!” He beaming, quite sure he scared the piss out of her. “Someone looks pretty lit. Party barely started and you’re already about to topple over.” Putting her down gently, Chris turns his attention to his two favorite guys. “What’s up, guys?” he grins, giving both of them a friendly hug. “I’m thinking this party is pretty successful, so far.” He surveys their costumes, nodding in approval at Brad’s fighting gear, but furrowing his brows at Theo’s lack of dress. It takes him a second, but he has a hunch what’s underneath that jacket. “If it’s one of those Generic Halloween Costume shirts, I’m locking you in this asylum when the party’s over.” Of course the threat is in jest, but a part of Chris is willing to make good on his word just for shits and giggles.
Bradley only chuckled at Theo's comment about him not being able to keep his hands off of him. Theo honestly wasn't the only person he couldn't keep his hands off of. His eyes then fluttered over towards Tabitha as she answered his question about Chris. Of course, Theo wanted to dance as soon as Aurora's music began to play and Brad wasn't much of a dancer but he was tagged along anyway.
He just stood there and bounced with the beat from side to side as a random guy came up to him and started to speak. "Hello there, stud. Nice costume." Brad nodded his head towards the male. "Thanks. You, too. Superman?" Bradley question the man's nearly nude attire as the male nodded his head and pressed against Brad. "Mhm. You can wrestle me with any day." The male winked before he trailed off away from Brad.
Bradley shook his head as he turned heel and walked over towards where Chris and everyone else was now standing. He stood beside them and still bounced to the beat a little bit. Once Chris said what's up, Brad eyed him and his costume. "Not much is up, man. This party is better than the last one, I'll say." Bradley tugged at Chris's costume a little bit. "Love the costume. The D.A.R.E Devil transformed." Chris nodded his head approvingly at Brad's costume and he couldn't help but smile.
He couldn't help but laugh when Chris said that he was going to lock Theo within the asylum if his costume was a generic Halloween costume shirts. Bradley looked at Chris and rested his muscular arm upon Theo's shoulders. "Well, get ready to lock him in here then." Brad teased as he playfully punched Theo's arm in the process. His eyes caught another glimpse of Tabitha as he winked towards her, remembering her calling him one of the hottest guys here.
"So, Chris, everything cool, right?" Brad asked as he leaned in to him a little bit then pounded his fists together. "I don't need to beat anyone up for you, do I?" Bradley merely teased as Chris knew that Bradley had his back, always.
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