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everyone was only there for 2 things,
free drugs and alcohol.
nobody cares if your there, honestly you can drop your biggest secret and nobody would give a rats ass
kylar was harassing any girl in his radius, trying to get them in the bedroom and yet to no avail.
”whatever, ill come back when your blacking out”
he spat towards jecka, finally leaving her alone
he was free roaming around the house, spotting one of his friends near the kitchen
making him gravitate towards him
trody wasn’t causing much trouble, simply just drinking for the past hour
”i swear women are shitless”
kylar spoke out, dismissing his anger onto his dear friend
“whats it this time?”
trody spoke back, making kylar spiral into a paragraph of misogyny.
both of them had to much to drink, who didn’t
but even then trody was a bit more sober than kylar, and he knew that.
”maybe you just need a breather,”
he spoke out, interrupting his friends rant
kylar looked at him in confusion, but shrugging it off.
”whatever lets go upstairs.”
rolling his eyes and adventuring with his friend to upstairs
only for every room to be filled.
”god dammit”
the lacrosse player muttered.
only for someone way drunker then both of them combined walks past them, brutally pushing them both in a random closet.
there bodys pushing against each other, the closet was cramped as hell.
”dude what the hell!-“
kylar shouted out, and yet no one came
making them stuck with each other in the cramped space.
trody wasnt really complaining, he was in the sense that he hated being squished but being with kylar? it was kinda hot.
liking men was TOTALLY out of the question for both of them. that was said until the taller male leaned in
both of them didnt try to fight it, drunkenly kissing each other
kylars hands finding themselves on the other males wasit band, harshly tugging towards him, that was until
”FUCK. COPS RUN-“
police raided the house, making everyone run for there lifes.