Beginner and the Sinner (Andy Biersack & Noah Sebastian)

"Admit it."

I didn't go straight to bed when I got to my room. I tried and couldn't. My mind was reeling still and to be honest I was still fuming. So naturally I decided to keep drinking. I really didn't care if I was hungover and possibly missed any training. I was top of the class. I deserved a break.

Slipping out of my room, I didn't bother changing out of my silk pajamas. I doubted many people would be venturing to the café area. If anything the cooks would be arriving soon to start breakfast. All I needed was some mixers for my tequila.

Tequila sunrises were calling my name. All I needed was some orange juice and I decided to try pomegranate juice as well. Mix things up for the night. I also wasn't one who cared if I drank alone. Sometimes I preferred it. Right now being one of those times.

Heading back to my room, the elevator door opened on my floor to the only pair of eyes I didn't want to look into. The crystal blues did a double take when they met mine. I could see they weren't so clear and I saw his body sway slightly. He was drunk, awesome.

Stepping out, I slipped around him without a word. I wasn't going to waste my breath on him. I heard him mumble something but didn't bother looking back. I was on a mission to drown my issues with him and his presence would not change that.

Making it to my door, I made the mistake of looking back while I unlocked it. Andy had moved away from the elevator and down closer to my door. He'd leaned against the wall and stared directly at me. I fought the urge to flip him off before slipping inside, I knew that would get some sort of reaction out of him though. I really wanted to be left alone.

Putting ice in a big glass, I started mixing a drink. I made it on the stronger side and taste tested as I added the mixers. Once satisfied, I put on some music and sat on my bed.

Why was Andy even on my floor? I thought his room was up on the top floors. Was he wandering around the halls like CC does? Being drunk while doing the sweeps definitely wasn't beneficial to anything. He'd forget everything he saw anyways so what was the point.

Finishing my first drink I got up to make another. I'd drank it rather quick, for me, and I'd be lying if I said when I stood up the world didn't shift a bit. The few drinks at the bar were definitely adding to my drunkenness. Pulling ice out of the mini fridge's freezer, I dropped some fresh chunks in my glass. When the last piece hit the glass, it shifted to the side and fell off the table. Falling to the floor, I watched the glass break.

You got to be fucking kidding me? It's a carpet!

"Seriously?" I exclaimed. Stepping around the mess with my bare feet, I sighed in frustration.

Picking up what I could, carefully, I needed a vacuum. Fortunately every floor had utility closets that held a few. One closet was a few doors down from mine. The rooms were soundproof so I wouldn't disturb anyone sleeping around me either. Hence why I had music playing fairly loud as well.

Slipping back out of my room, I headed to the closet. I didn't bother looking back in the direction I last saw Andy. I didn't care to even if he was there.

Going into the closet I switched on the light. This was probably the biggest room I'd ever referred to as a closet before. It was filled with any and everything one could need for cleaning and maintaining your room. Housekeeping wasn't an option, it was up to each person to clean and keep their room supplied. As it should be. We were all adults, caring for our surroundings should be expected. Grabbing a new glass in one hand and the closest vacuum in the other, I wheeled it out.

I didn't allow myself to look around again. In my peripheral I saw a few bodies up ahead of me but I didn't need to see who they were. Lots of people lived here and most likely I didn't know who they were anyways. What I needed to do was clean up all the glass so I could make myself another drink.