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Post by isaac mason brexton on Jan 30, 2011 6:29:45 GMT -5
It has been a long night and at 6 am, the night was sort of still going. At some point, Zac had shut the blinds. It had started with Sterling and Adrian, in his room, drinking his alcohol and getting drunk. Things were going great, like any other brilliant mini-party but then of course Sterling's friend had to come in with more alcohol, which in Zac's opinion was a good start. Unfortunately the two had decided to leave when things seemed to get just a little weird.
Zac didn't think that there was anything wrong with it. He made a few jokes, decided to test just how drunk Adrian was and then bam, everyone but the two of them were out of there. Tossing his phone on the desk, he looked over at Adrian who was curled up in the corner. The boy was blind drunk and having only had a few shots worth of whiskey, Zac was just about completely sober.
He stared at the boy for a second. "You're so fuckin' drunk," he said for about the 50 millionth time that night but he had a smirk on his face. This was all rather amusing for him. Zac had wanted entertain and if this wasn't it then he didn't know what was.
He had even asked if they guy would mind if he took his jeans off and apparently it was fine. Zac didn't go quite that far though, instead he just sat at his desk in a pair of jeans and a bottle of whiskey in his hands, watching the boy for another moment. The thoughts were slowly ticking away in his brain until finally.. "Fuck it," he said out loud, moving to the corner and sitting near Adrian. "You realise everyone's left, yeah?" he asked, those two even had the decency to close the door and any bit of a conscience that Zac had went out with them. "This is the last place you should be because I have absolutely no self-control," he admitted and with that disclaimer it was all out the bloody window and Zac's hand found its way to Adrian's crotch, "See?" he said, it was all just more proof of the point he was making.
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Post by tanglenose on Feb 28, 2011 22:31:53 GMT -5
Adrian couldn't remember how this night started, nor would he remember what had happened. All he knew is that he was super wasted and that Sterling was a complete and utter bitch. It was a rare occasion when he drunk, usually a birthday or something. Tonight, he just said, "Ahhh, why the fuck not?" and went to drink in Zac’s room. Zac was a good guy, awesome in fact, but Adrian was NOT attracted to him in any sexual way. You can imagine his reaction when Zac straight up felt his package.
At first, Adrian giggled at the sight of Zac's hand on his crotch, then realized what he was looking at. In a massive flail only a drunk could pull of, he managed to get the hand away from his shaft and completely lost his balance at the same time. Suddenly, Adrian was on his side, viewing the world from a sideways perspective. "Heh, heh. Everything's stuck to the walls." He chuckled, pouring more booze into his semi open mouth.
Suddenly he sprung to his feet, then fell over, then sprung up again, then fell over again. This happened about 12 times before he finally managed to stay up. "DUDE, ya'know what be an awesome idea?" He practically screamed. "If you buried me alive!" He stood there, beaming like a moron, obviously pleased with himself. Isaac WORD COUNT: About 230 NOTES: … |
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Post by isaac mason brexton on Feb 28, 2011 22:58:34 GMT -5
Isaac just burst out laughing. Adrian's reaction was just hilarious. He wasn;t seriously going to do very much, Zac was just having a bit of fun because he had a little bit to drink too, though no where near as much as anyone else that was in there that evening, and it was all just for a laugh.
It was funnier still watching the guy try to stand, he was definitely beyond drunk at this point and Zac just sat there comfortable. It had to be about a dozen times that Adrian was trying to stand. He failed every time too and it was just watching Funniest Home Video's on repeat.
The boy managed to change it up a bit though with his suggestion. Isaac raised an eyebrow at the kid, waiting to hear this 'awesome' idea and then he just had a smirk on his face. Was he serious? "You.. are a complete nutter, get the fuck out," he told him, only Isaac wasn't actually serious because clearly the boy could barely stand let alone get out.
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Post by tanglenose on Mar 22, 2011 23:34:28 GMT -5
"FINE!" Adrian drunkenly shouted. "Who needs ya." He slowly wobbled towards the door, which was hard because the room was spinning so violently. "Heh. Heh." Adrian giggled slowly as he almost tripped over Zac's bed. Then he straight up puked in the conveniently placed garbage can.
"Aw shit." Adrian mumbled, whipping the excess vomit from his mouth. Surprisingly, the sudden ejection of half his stomach contents made him feel slightly less drunk. "That's better." He stood up and dumped the garbage can out the window. Even though he was less drunk, he still wasn't giving up his dream of being buried. "Come on! I already have a box ready. I was going to bury Leo in it, but this works too." He pleaded, trying to make puppy eyes. Isaac WORD COUNT: About 130 NOTES: Sorry about the crappy post :_( |
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Post by isaac mason brexton on Mar 26, 2011 20:13:55 GMT -5
"bloody hell," Zac muttered as he rolled his eyes at Adrian's attempts to leave. Just as he had expected, the boy could barely even manage that. getting up, Zac looked quite annoyed. "You, my friend are going to go to ya room and getting some sleep," he began, cringing at the bin with spew in it. "and you can take that with you," he added.
Zac just shook his head. Of course the kid felt better now but he wasn't about to baby sit. Zac's job was not to look after drunk kids. He had better things to do like look up some good porn or enjoy a nice buzz from a bit more alcohol if he felt like it. this was kind of putting him off it though and zac very much doubted he would be having anymore to drink anytime soon.
Zac just stared as the garbage went out the window. The janitor's going to love that, he thought sarcastically. Zac thought about it. He still wanted to be buried? this boy was crazy! "fine! but I'm not burying you completely. I don't need your death on my conscience thanks." he told him.
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Post by tanglenose on Apr 16, 2011 21:03:43 GMT -5
"YESH!" Adrian slurred, pumping his fist in a sign of victory. He took a swig from his bottle to clear the taste of puke out of his mouth. "Ahhhh, that's so much better!" He exclaimed, throwing the now empty bottle out the window, following the barf. "You don't hafta worry bout lack of breathin. There's an oxy-gen tube." He said, fiddling with his belt buckle.
When Adrian finally got the belt undone, he slid he pants off and threw them in the corner. "Theys my good pants. Sit. Stay. Good pants." He explained, as if it made any sense. "Hokay, so we go swipe a couple shovels, drag the box over to the gardens, and bury moi!" He said, his voice increasing in volume until he was almost screaming. "Let's go!" He bolted out the door and streaked down the hallway. Isaac WORD COUNT: 150 NOTES: Should we have Marilyn come in and completely bury Addy? |
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