always forever, boris pavlikovsky.

party

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PARTY

translation - none.
song to play - day n nite.

➼ play day n nite by kid cudi before reading!

I SAT AWKWARDLY ON THE FANCY, white leather couch with my legs crossed and a buzzball in my hand which was filled halfway.

i came to this party expecting to at least have some fun or make at least one new friend but instead i'm stuck with a random boy who's slumped on my shoulder and a couple aggressively making out on the other.

this shit sucks.. or maybe i just suck. but at least i'm a bit buzzed.

the scent of sweat, weed, vapes and alcohol filled the air while music echoed off the walls, throughout the crowded house.

this house is also fuckin huge.

people were dancing, singing along to the music, making out, taking pictures, eating, smoking, drinking, playing drinking games and anything else you can expect from high school students.

while i sat on the couch, awkwardly and uncomfortably, missing out on life.

at least i was dressed cute.

i wore a tight, red long sleeve shirt which came off the shoulders with a short, white jean skirt that came mid thigh, my air forces along with some big, golden heart shaped hoops, a golden star necklace and some golden rings.

my hair was in a messy, curly top bun with a few random strands hanging out.

i sat there for a little while longer, watching people push through each other and dance until i got tired of being boring. and the couple next to me whom continued to smush me against the sleeping boy.

i gotta get something outta this..

i chugged the last 2 sips from my buzzball, feeling the prickliness run down my throat before i just shook it off.

i put the empty container in my lap, gently picked up the boy's head from my shoulder and laid it on the back of the couch slowly, trying to get him as comfortable as possible.

i grabbed my buzzball and stood up from the couch, pulling my skirt down and slipping my way through the crowd and towards the kitchen.

i walked into the kitchen which was also kinda crowded but not too much. there were 3 people passing around a blunt as they conversed and laugh about only god knows what.

people came in and out one kitchen, refilling cups, scavenging for food or just straight fuckin food up.

the counters were covered in all sorts of things. beer bottles, alcohol, buzzballs, vodka, bacardi, empty cups, empty bags of chips, full bags of chips, weed bowls, lighters and a bunch of other shit.

"excuse me.." i mumbled lowly, squeezing through the group, walking through a huge cloud of smoke as i made my way to the full counter.

i threw my empty container away and scanned the counter looking for another buzzball but there were none.

i sighed and turned around as i walked over to the very luxurious refrigerator, opening one of the doors to feel a chilly breeze hit me.