Shared Spaces. phan

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Before we had a chance to talk further the music stopped and out of the crowd emerged Garrett in his 'muscular guy' costume, standing on a stool. He held a fake mic in his hand but everyone's attention was directed at his half naked body anyway so no one even noticed. He dressed up as a WWE fighter, red boxer shorts, two white stripes on both of his cheeks and a pair of boxing gloves around his neck.

"Everyone's having fun?" The crowd of people cheered and held their drinks up in the air. "Good, who's up for a game of dark hide and seek?"

The already tipsy people from the crowd cheered. The rest stayed silent looking at Garrett confusedly, I was one of them. He never told us he was planning to make a bunch of drunk young adults, with emphasis on drunk, hide all over our flat. I turned my head to see my other flatmates reacting rather enthusiastically, so I shrugged and went along.

Whilst Garrett was explaining the rules I sneaked out to the kitchen to get myself a drink. Beth had the same idea, she stood in front of the open refrigerator when I came in, looking through various bottles of vodka soda's and beers. She was dressed up as Lara Croft, guns in the belt loops and all. I sneaked behind her to reach for a beer but didn't expect her to shriek and push me away, making me almost drop the bottle.

"Oh shit, Dan, you scared the shit out of me." She shouted, still breathing deeply and gripping at her chest.

"Hey, then my costume works."

She looked up at me and laughed judgmentally. "Your makeup is smudged a little. I told you not to touch your face." She shook her head like a disappointed mother.

"Yeah, I'm sweating a lot. It's super hot in here." I sighed, gripping at the neckline of my black hoodie to let a little bit of air in.

"Take the jumper off."

"I'm not wearing a t-shirt underneath." I admitted, quite stupidly I realized afterwards.

"Then go for a sexy skeleton, maybe you'll get a little bit more original." She stuck her tongue and reached for a Smirnoff ice from the still open fridge. "See you." And she was gone.

She had a point, but we both knew I wouldn't dare to show my 13 year old teenage boy body anyway. I have no muscle on me and most of the fat goes to my hips instead of my chest which means I'm basically shaped like a cereal box. I choose not to listen to her and went upstairs to change into a black shirt. It wouldn't be that hard to find as most of my wardrobe consist of various shades of black.

Florence made us all lock our rooms and put the key in a safe place before the party began, but luckily I had a spare key in the houseplant next to my bedroom door. I peeled off my sweat covered sweatshirt and was about to look for the shirt when everything went black. I suddenly realized why Garrett's game is called 'dark hide and seek', he probably cut out the electricity in the apartment so no one would be tempted to put the light on. Then I heard my door click and it scared me shitless.

Luckily, the streetlights from the outside made it bit more possible to make out who the stranger was, also the fact that he was wearing a bright yellow outfit made it a bit more fucking convenient. He didn't notice me as he went to sit in a corner behind my bed with his knees bend up and pressed to his chest.

"Phil?" I hissed but he shushed me quickly. I saw him standing up and taking my wrist to pull me with him on the ground. I shrieked but he brought his hand to my mouth.

"Sorry, I had to hide fast and this was the only open room." He whispered after taking his hand back from my mouth. I grimaced, this wasn't a situation I wanted to find myself in tonight, to be honest I wished to get semi-drunk and maybe flirt some more with Sophia. One of the things I did accomplish, as my mind was a bit wobbly from the beer I had a moment ago.