Thread: Lighten Up! (x-Snorkle-Rainbow-x & TekN0!!!)

Despite not dealing with these drunk delinquents, hammered heathens, and wasted wimps, Damian did his best to ignore each one of their snide comments and weak attempts to greet him in a friendly manner that just ended up in a slur of booze-influenced ramblings and party holler from a friend beside them. A bunch of drunk, graduated high school seniors, and it was literally the first weekend. Out of many . Damian could only imagine the continued partying that Alex would attempt to have not only elsewhere, but here. He wasn't surprised the little bastard wasn't trying to have one every night! A couple nights ago, he and his friends were laughing and doing shoots downstairs until three in the morning. The night before? Constant video game cursing and screaming from down the hall. It didn't help that it was just the two of them in the house for a couple of months at least, both their parents handling very important business matters that probably extended into the actual college semester started for maybe half of these lowlifes. At the mere thought that they were be headed to the same university as he would be, Damian seemed to groan in frustration as he finally entered the kitchen, bumping into a drunk jock. A crazy concoction that smelled faintly of Red Bull and vodka now stained his tee, his face twisting in disgust as he looked around. Target sighted. Alex was chatting up with two men, either of which were dressed up in some poorly cut out cardboard robots. God, was he the only one that stuck out in this damn party? Yeah, yeah! No! Mrs. Waterson didn't have a single clue about the firecracker bomb in the back of her seat after school! I shit you not! The obnoxious brat's voice cut through, followed by a flood of annoying laughter that was soon drowned out by a particularly bass heavy song. Oh man! DJ! Yo, DJ! Alex kept shouting, jumping up and down and trying to get the working man's attention. It was to no avail, his friends slapping him in the chest playfully and reminding him they themselves could barely hear him. Dude, this is the hottest song he's played all night! Go tell him to turn- Silence as Damian snatched him by the collar and roughly pulled him up to the taller of the two. Alex swatted drunkenly at his hands, and if Damian was just a little less pissed off, it might have pulled him free. Whoa, buddy! What's the big- Cut the crap, Alex! Damian snapped at him, shaking him a bit as the younger brother spilled his drink, laughing as he realized who was now up and making a fuss. Well, well, Mr. Bookworm! I thought you'd never show up! Come to finally let loose for once, or you going to be as tight of an asshole as always? The comment wasn't taken well as Damian shoved his brother back, making him spill drinks, thankfully, into the sink. The marble counter tops had enough cup rings on them already, stained with alcohol that reeked just as bad as Alex's breath. And he chose Option B folks! That's the wrong answer, but come try again next time, Damian McPissy Pants. Shoving a finger in his face, his eyes narrowed and angry, Damian was practically growling at him. End this shit now, crap for brains. I've got homework, and you're not helping. I swear, mom and dad aren't even gone for a full week, and you're already throwing a damn party that half the town is here for. You're cleaning this fuck up tomorrow, not me. And trust me, I won't help. He threatened, though Alex completely brushed him off and waved over Jessica, his sexy little feline tigress for the night. Hey, baby! I finally found you! Damian raised an eyebrow and found the woman he was talking about. Jessica, his girlfriend. He mentioned her name, and brought her over several times, though not once did Damian actually meet her. So, this was the first meeting. And, well... uh... Failing miserable to scowl at her questionable behavior and equally questionable costume, he found himself staring a bit. The way it formed upon her body was definitely lovely in such a wrong way. Well, to him, it was wrong. Just... wow though. Damian couldn't place it, but she really stood out despite other kitty cats dressed up out there. Shaking his head though to clear the unwanted thoughts, he shouted after Alex and latched on to his shoulder as Alex's hands had pulled Jessica over. You little fucker, don't walk away from me!