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☾Chapter Eight - Blue Raspberry☽

CW: Underage drinking, negative thoughts, kinda sexual

ꕥ Georges POV ꕥ

Seven thirty on the dot; he's here. I quickly head out to his car wearing a black sweater with a white collared shirt underneath, tan pants to go with. Nothing special, just something that would look cute but not enough to the point where I would care if it got ruined. Parties can get messy especially when drunk teenagers are involved, i'm expecting alcohol to be spilled on me by the end of the night.

"You look nice." He smiles looking at me in the passenger seat.

"Thanks." I'll mention it again; i'm not great with compliments.

The drive to the party was pretty uneventful, we barely talked which i'm not complaining about. When we finally pull up to the house there's tons of cars lining the street out front, Dream finds a place to park then we head inside.

He's immediately greeted by a bunch of his friends while i'm kinda just awkwardly standing there beside him. I feel someone jump on me and it's none other than Karl.

"Georgie!" He enthusiastically exclaims hugging me.

"Hey." I smile back at him.

"I wasn't expecting to see you here, you always say no to parties."

"Yeah well I guess things change..."

He then notices Dream behind me and his eyes practically sparkle "Dream! I know you brought George but i'm taking him, we'll meet up with you later!" Before Dream could say argue i'm already being pulled off to another place in the house; the kitchen.

"Are you drinking tonight?" He asks me.

Karl's someone I don't wanna disappoint, so I feel guilty saying no "I don't think so..."

He's quick to flash me a smile "That's okay! You can keep track of my drinks," He joking winks "you can still have fun without drinking, but if you change your mind tell me and i'll help you pick something out."

***

Dream and Nick soon appear "You found us!" Karl giggles before taking a sip of his drink.

I don't think Nicks ever met Karl before, he looks at him like a stranger. My guess is proven true when Karl reaches his hand out "Hi, i'm Karl."

"Nick." He says shaking his hand.

Alex stumbles out of the crowd "Karl! George!"

Karl takes him into a hug "Quackity! So glad to see you, are you drinking tonight?"

"Nope, I gotta drive."

"Great! You and George get to take care of me later." Quackity is quick to agree, I don't blame him; Karl could tell you to kill a man and you'd do it just because he's that persuasive. Luckily he isn't that mean. "Backyard?" He asks.

Quackity and I silently agree and head outside to sit around the small bomb fire, the other two went to do something else. Most people were inside and the ones who weren't were playing beer pong or just chatting.

***

We're out there for maybe an hour, Karls on his fourth drink talking about whatever until Dream once again find us. Dreams hands rap around me as he's stood behind where I sat, clearly drunk. He rests his head on my shoulder starting to kiss up my neck. I turn to him with an unamused look and he stops, giving me the same look back. Nick pulls him away back into the house. Weird but I let it slide.