The music was pounding in my ears. I had no clue at all where I was, let alone who I was. My eyes had begun to adjust to the hypnotizing strobe lights, each stroke passing my eyes felt like acid being poured on them. Oh, man I was off my head. Again. Wait, why was I on the floor? I turned my head to the left, using all of the effort I had to search out for somebody, anybody that I knew. Then I saw him. Slowly steadying myself so I wouldn't fall over and black out again, I pulled myself off of the ground using the help of chairs and a few passers by. Once I had got to my feet, slowly but steadily, I started to walk across the room. What the fuck was I wearing? I looked down at myself, throw-up down my striped top, my boots half ruined and scuffed, my jeans almost two times small god i am going to kill who dressed me. I continued wandering, half aware that drunken clubbers were shouting cuss words at me. Average day in Idaho with these fucked up inbreds I thought to myself. Focusing myself on that black, straightened hair, I pushed myself forwards. Step by step I reached him.
"DESTERY." I bellowed, even though my roommate was only meters away from me. He turned around abruptly to face me, sipping his drink whilst rolling his eyes. My mouth was dry and tasted like shit. Eugh. I glared at him for a moment before clumsily walking towards him. Reaching for his shirt, my foot slipped in a puddle of alcohol, or whatever Des was drinking. I pulled him down with me in one clean strike, his plastic cup hitting me on the head. Please, god don't make me pass out again. My head collided with his shoulder bone. Ow. I sunk down into his lap and rested on his thigh for a moment. About 30 seconds later, I felt a tapping on my head. Ugh. I pulled my head up an inch to look up at Destery, his eyes shined as the multicolored club lights bounced off of them. God, Nathan, stop it. You sound so fucking gay right now. "Nathan. Get off of me." I rubbed my eyes, careless that my eyeliner would smudge over my face. "But your lap is so comfy," I murmured, edging closer to his torso. Lord, I sound like the most sissy girlfriend right now. Destery looked down at me, his face in a confused state. "What?" His eyes widened at mine as I started to try and crawl up his chest. "Desteryyy-" Oh god my voice was starting to slur. "No, Nate get off of me. Now." Destery's strong arms were pushing me down his chest. Opposing, I kept struggling to climb up again, my hands ruffling through parts of his beautiful hair. No, Nathan. Stop it. Now. "But I waaant youuu" My hands were grappling at his shoulders. My face edging closer to his. "K-Kiss me" Shit, I've stepped in it now. "What the fuck did you just say?" Destery full on pushed me onto the floor.