"Whoot! Cupcakes!" Tyler lunged across the room towards the box, which was held by Adam. The blonde canadian quickly dropped the box and retreated behind Jeff, who stood in the doorway. "Why'd you drop the food?" The multi-haired male inquired, rather confused.

"Because they have rabies, and will probably attack anyone who has their food." Adam stated simply, while Rae and Tyler fought over the box of fresh cupcakes. "Dudes, if you have booze, we wont make you sleep in the bathroom." Rae suddenly said, looking up, cupcake in each hand.

To this Jeff crept forward, being pushed from behind by Adam. He then sat down beside Rae and the box, holding out a bottle of Budwiser. Adam glanced around the room, shrieking when tackled by a very hyper Tyler. "Tyler! Booze!" he wimpered in desperation, pointing at the bottle which Jeff held.

"Dude! Booze!" Tyler pounced on Jeff, only to have the bottle grabbed away by Raeanne. The gray-blue ((Without contacts)) eyed female snarled, pouncing on Rae and reaching for the bottle. "Gimme! Gimme! I know where you live, so gimme!" Tyler bellowed, to which Rae responded, "Yes, I know where you live too."

Tyler sat up, pondering the answer in her head for about two seconds. "Damn, why does that always have to come back and bite me on the ass?"

"And a nice ass it is." Came the deep voice of Adam, forgotten to the females during their struggle. Rae looked up, bottle at her lips; Jeff half turned, blinking at Adam. Tyler, who was reaching for another cupcake, froze and stared in utter horrific terror at the blonde canadian. "What did you.. Hey! My cupcake!" The dark haired female's attention shifted back to the cupcake which Jeff was trying to steal, forgetting about the comment. Rae also resumed stuffing her face with the treats, both females eating with both hands.

"Mmmm.. Cupcakes..."

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"Ugh... too many cupcakes.." Was all that emmited from Tyler, sprawled across her bed; not even bothering to kick Adam, who had taken over the bottom of it. Rae tried to stand, yet gave up with a sigh and rolled onto her side, shoving another pillow beneath her head. "Tai, didnt you say that about seven years ago?"

"Eh, maybe I did, maybe I didnt. Even so, its still relevant." Tyler responded, her eyes crossing as she stared at the ceiling. "Wow, trippy! Theres a face in the ceiling." Adam crawled up towards Tyler's head, rolling over to see what in the blue hell she was talking about. "Face? What the hell are you on?" He inquired after a moment.

"Im on something? Dude! I wanna know what Im on!" Tyler sat up quickly. Too quickly. She fell back down, rubbing her head. "Tyler, dont you remember? You're on.... HOBBIT WEEED!"