Blood Commentaries

the morning

Danny blinked. 

He was lying semi-upside-down on one of Noel's ridiculously comfortable plush couches in the lounge. Slowly he propped himself up on his elbows and looked around. A girl he didn't know was cuddled into his leg, and another girl had her legs draped over that girls torso, with her upper body draped over the armrest. Food had splattered the surrounding walls and a vase lay broken on the expensive carpet. Noel would flip when he saw it. Speaking of, Cody was asleep on the floor, ironically being spooned by Noel who was also unconscious. Danny smirked and grabbed his iphone, quickly snapping a photo. Blackmail, or funny private story? It would be nice to have some blackmail to have over cody, but this didn't quite make the cut. It was more funny than anything. He quickly added it to his private story, titled "GREG". The gang often referred to themselves as greg, ever since one day someone had incidentally referred to Danny with that name. They wouldn't stop poking fun at him, so they decided to coin the name as theirs, with Danny being their mascot. 

Cody snored loudly and Noel shifted in his sleep so his arm was extended away from Cody. Enclosed in his fist was his juul. Danny gently moved the girl away from him and stood, making his way toward the kitchen. It was a disgusting mess, but he worked his way around that to the fridge. For some reason he was craving meat more than anything, which was odd considering that wasn't really breakfast food. He figured he could make himself some bacon though, and he scoured the fridge until he found some that was microwavable and popped them in. As he watched them spin around, his thoughts drifted to the previous night. What exactly had happened? He reached around to his wound and flinched when his hand graced the bandage. He would have to wake someone up and get to the hospital soon. 

It was around 2 pm when Noel finally made his "everybody get out" speech. And begrudgingly, the remaining partygoers filed out of his house. And finally the gang was alone. Drew looked tired, like Jennifer in Jennifer's Body when she doesn't eat boys for a while. So like shit, but still hot. He sat on the sofa, his eyes unfocused on something far off while Kurtis explained what had happened to him while Noel and Cody were attempting to flip the world's most poorly made pancakes. Danny walked over and sat down next to Kurtis, interrupting him by saying, "It's really not as serious as it sounds. It's kind of funny actually."

Drew looked up at him, something uncomfortable in his eyes. "Yeah but you're bleeding through your bandage," he remarked. 

"Am I?" Said Danny, and reached around to feel his bandage again. "Whatever, it'll be fine. I probably just need to get checked for rabies or something."

"I thought you said your attacker was human," Noel said, walking over with a massive plate of deformed pancakes. Cody followed, licking the spoon covered in batter. 

"Well yeah but I mean whoever it was probably had rabies. I mean what causes a human to act like that?"

"Hard drugs," Cody suggested, and then made a mock scared face and said, "Or vampires!"

He pretended to sink his teeth into Noel's neck. Danny glanced over at Kurtis who was laughing, and Drew, who had shifted his gaze to the floor. 

"You okay Drew?" Danny asked him. 

"Yeah man," He said, looking up suddenly, "Just super hungover."

"I heard that!" Noel groaned, shoving a pancake in his mouth and trust falling into Cody, who barely caught him in time as he was also eating. 

Kurtis snickered and grabbed the plate and he, danny, and drew all took a few. Danny thought they tasted better without syrup. He also missed his juul. And he was still craving meat for some reason, even after those bacon strips. 

"Anyone got a puff?" He asked with his mouth full. 

Kurtis shook his head sadly. "I ran out of pods. We gotta stop and get some on the way to the hospital."