𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝘿 𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏

Party Pat's Plan

Francis stood behind his friends as they huddled over Conrad by the side of the house, watching as they did their best to keep him awake.

"Come on, Conrad. Stay with us man." Sullivan says as he shook him back awake. Conrad lets out a soft moan as he sat slumped along the side of the house.

"Those drinks hit this guy harder than a truck." Drake says, shaking awake the anthro once again.

"We need to sober him up somehow." Alex says, standing up on his feet.

"That can work?" Francis asks, looking to Alex as he watched him placing his hands on top of his head.

"Well, yes and no. If he can stay awake, he'll sober up faster." Alex replies, letting out a soft sigh as he then placed his hands on his hips.

"We need to get him some kind of energy drink or coffee, or something." Sullivan says, glancing up at Alex. "But I don't imagine we won't be able to find any of that here."

"Wait, I think there actually might still be some inside. Hopefully they haven't all disappeared by now." Alex says, his ears perking up as he shot a glance towards the backyard.

"Well, go get some, man. Conrad is barely holding on over here." Drake says, shaking Conrad awake.

"Alright." Alex says, strolling back to the backyard of the home.

"Will you guys be fine if I go with Alex?" Francis then asked, looking back to Sullivan and Drake after watching Alex turn the corner of the house.

"Suit yourself, Fran. We got things covered over here." Drake says, gently slapping his hand on Conrad's face.

Francis chuckles and stuffs his hands into his jacket pockets before turning on his heel. He strolled back around to the backyard, noticing as some kind of crew working away at setting up a temporary dance floor near the booth of the DJ, lying a dance friendly surface on the lawn and putting up lights around the area. He also had noticed at how most of the party goers had begun to gather in the backyard as the tournament had become only minutes away from commencing. He reaches the sliding glass doors of the home and steps inside, finding that the home had appeared to be a significantly emptier as the music inside had become a bit quieter as well. He gazed around the lobby of the home and spotted Alex in the kitchen as he frantically searched around for anything to give Conrad.

Francis strolled over to the kitchen, watching as Alex looked around behind the liquor bottles and empty cups that littered the kitchen.

"What exactly are you looking for?" Francis asks as he stepped foot in the kitchen.

"Anything really. I really pray that they haven't all disappeared already." Alex answers, pushing aside bottles and cups.

Francis turned his gaze out to the lobby and watched as the remaining few party goers stroll through and towards the sliding glass doors. As he did, he notices at how a few of them had noticed him as well and quietly gossiped within their respective groups as they passed by. Francis had a creeping suspicion that perhaps he didn't truly know just at how many people could know who he was.

As Alex continued to search, he searched around the countertops, finding a cooler resting along the side of them. "Last place to look I suppose." Alex says, swinging open the door and drives his hand through the ice and water.

"That wasn't the first place you looked?" Francis chuckled, crossing his arms.

"Hey, I'm not operating at full capacity here, okay?" Alex said, wiggling his arm through the ice bathe before eventually finding his fingers wrapping a can.