He sips cold coffee. It was bitter, but it was neither a replica of how his day was going. Then his friends somehow dragged him (by the ear) out of his apartment. And now he stood with a bunch of loony bins. They all surrounded a coffee table singing like school girls at a sleepover. There were more people at the back which still didn't phase out the noisy loud mouths.
William was there for approximately 20 minutes and was already tempted to leave.
There were chips (the spicy kind), drinks(mostly Whiskey) and four packets of white powder which William presumed to be cocaine.
He is searching Google 'for ways to escape high/drunk friends.'
Couldn't they just leave him to his pathetic lonely life. Let him sleep off a break up like its hibernation.
'Exes are meant to be forgotten so what better way to do it than to party with your besties." Britney squeals as she hooks one arm around William's and pulls him closer to the enthusiastic bunch. Jules, his other friend follows behind, they chime in.
"Annnnd, there's alot of single misters and misses in the room. So take a pick and amuse yourself tonight. "
William sighs, he really didn't need this. But, seeing two dudes in the background getting it on and some of his onlookers suiting his taste, made his stomach churn in a sort of good way.
"I mean maybe I can stay and talk. Just talk."
"Attaboy go get a beauty!" Britney basically shoves William into the table. He catches himself and enters between the heard of sweaty iduviduals. William wonders why the music sounded so faint until he found more people hoarded in the corner. The basement.
In it, he finally heard the music start to drill into his eardrums. Now this was a crowd of go getters. The owner obviously had parties often considering the number and the labeld infrastructure. Too pink but also bought from money that William doesn't have so in response he shrugs. The living room was the kiddies invite this was the adults play pen it made sense. Awkwardly William passes people and takes a seat at the back. This may be his third time at a party which doesn't make his expectations any less new.
Though he started to regret coming here as he felt his heart pace. The neon lights didn't help and the crowd seemed to grow bigger. Was he panicking, yes was he doing anything to solve it. No.
A hand drew near his shoulderblade like a sturdy anchor on a boat it stilled William. It then caressed his cheek, accompanying it was then lips and then the other stuff happened. Familiar as it was the once anxious man approved this. He saw this as a distraction never something that gratified his interest. He didn't even know this person or why he allowed them to be a kiss magnet.
The stranger was desperate, William could tell by the reek of alcohol that this person only wanted pleasure. And he seized it from the moan William let out. He repented when the stranger forced him onto the wall, hard. Thats when William pushed him off. He didn't want history to repeat itself. Not in public. Not ever.
Leaving the basement William was 5 steps away from the exit when Britney yanked his left arm causing his keys to jump out of his side pocket of his jacket, it slid under the couch without a notice.
"Damit Britney, you are hurting me!" William yells, pulling his drunken friend away. She giggles foolishly while slipping and grabbing William's shoulder for support.
He sighs. She whispers feebly.
"We have only been here for 5 minutes and you are already leaving. Ooooh did the someone give you cold feet?" After was her drunken gibberish that not even Irish sailors would understand. Far ahead was Jules high on dope vibing with themselves. Splended.
For his sake he called both his friends an uber home. He is now at his and thought about binge watching Grey's Anatomy when out of the blue he couldn't find his keys. Double taping and rechecking William still couldn't find it. That was the backup of the backup and Mrs Teagarden will have his head if she discovers that he has lost this one.
Climbing back into his car was the last thing William wanted to do but there's no other option. He didn't even have to knock when he got there. The owner cares more for parties and status than safety William believes.
"Insensitive much." There wasn't anyone to hear that little slip out. Previously William left the semi-stable midnight party, what he came back to was the aftermath. Plastic cups discarded everywhere. Chips and popcorn trailing paths and the basement was closed. He looked for a while finding a lot of things other than his keys.
One hour passes and still no sign of any keys.
Someone else came into the room, angery wasn't the likes of them. They were furious.
"Simon! The neighbors are filing a fucking eviction notice on us!" There was shuffling before the stranger added.
"What did you DO!"
It wasn't directed at him but a bit of William felt like a kicked puppy. When he turned to face the temperd stanger the goosebumps melted away. A fine hottie he was in all his rage William almost forgot the reason why he was there.
"Hi excuse me the party is over you can leave now." Hottie says.
"I-yes I know it's just that I've lost my keys and I remember I last had it when I was here hot-" William refrained that last part.
"Oh you mean these, I found them under the couch. Nice keychain,"
Call me shakesqueer dangled in the air.
"That's a new one-"
Embarrassed William snatches it quickly.
"Yes that is very much mine. Thank you for finding them. I'll be leaving now-sorry."
William pushes past Hottie and was almost down the stairs when Hotties voice rings out.
"Hey wait I didn't catch your name."
William smiles.
"William, William Afton. Yours?"
"Henry, but you can call me Hen for short."
"'Well Hen for short' it was nice seeing you,"
Henry laughs a little.
William turns to leave but stops himself and turns again to Henry
"Hey, I know this may sound weird but do you want to move in together. Like as roommates. At my place. I'm kind of struggling at the moment and maybe you too. You can definitely-decline-if-you-don't-want-to."
That wasn't entirely true or false either but Ryan, left short notice and bills are due. William liked how Henry ruffles his beard in thought.
"You know what hell yeah."
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Part 2?
