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Maybe it was the loud children's christmas music blaring from the TV in their dorm, or the fact that Scaramouche and Heizou were currently beating the ever loving shit out of each other, but Venti couldn't help but feel relaxed (though, he should probably get Heizou to stop pulling Scaramouche's hair like it was a christmas present that he couldn't wait to open.)
Nothing could stop him from laughing at every single wall while drinking two bottles of wine at the same time, although somebody really should've been counting the amount of alcohol intake he had in his system, although, everybody else was off far much worse then he was at the moment, so that was probably the reason.
Sitting comfortably on the huge couch with the large tree they had kept for New Years, It was certainly an interesting experience to explain to any other college classmates that the reason they still haven't taken off the christmas tree was because they were saving it for new years.
But it was fine, now that they were finally finished with it all, they could take down the tree after new years and everything would be fine.
And then he got a call from Xiao.
Ignoring the two overgrown college toddlers at the moment, he places the three.. (or two?) Bottles on the coffee table, before answering the phone.
"Hello? Xiao?"
"Venti."
Not liking the sound of his boyfriends' rushed words and stumbles, he leans further and tightens his grip on the phone, "Xiao!? What happened?"
"Kazuha's high."
"What."
"I said that Kazuha's high off his mind!" His partner screams a second time, his voice sounding distant throughout, almost as if he couldn't get any closer to the phone. "I don't know how the hell he got his hands on drugs, but he's hitting curbs left and right! We're gonna fucking die!"
Currently much more sober then he was since the beginning of the party, he pinches his nose briefly and sighs, of all times for him to become the once-in-a-lifetime responsible one of the group.
"Just switch seats! You're there, aren't you? Why do you need to let Kazuha drive?!"
"Why do you think I never got a license, Venti?! I can't reach the fucking pedals!" That seems to get the attention of Scaramouche, who stops slapping Heizou and laughs when he hears it, only to let out a scream that would have the dead waking up once the maroon haired boy punched him in the stomach.
If he could murder four people in seperate places, he would do so without hesitation.
"Wait, Xiao, where even are you two?"
"...Taco Bell." He hears his partner murmur, before a loud crash on the phone disrupts anything he says next.
"Why are you two at Taco Bell?! Aren't you supposed to be at Good Hunters getting the custom orders we spent all of our wages on!"
"Yeah, but I wasn't expecting a Kazuha high out of his mind to drive us! Wait, Kazuha that's a metal pole, Kazuha, no no NO-" The call cuts off and the three of them sit in silence.
Venti gets off the stool he was sitting and drags his feet to the corridor, grabbing his keys and opening the door, "If you two burn down the apartment while I'm away, then you both better prepare for take off." He threatens, before slamming the door shut and running as quickly as he could to the nearest Taco Bell he could remember.
So much for lazing about at a home-party.