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Drunk part 3

Folly clutched the invitation poster in her hand as she narrowed her eyes, staring at the oh so small lettering spelling out "hosted by STAT" written in the top. She then crushed the piece of paper without hesitation. Throwing it away.

"That THING."

She turned around to the globe floating front of her, in this dark finite void she had yet to name after eons of creating. A little paradise separated from reality and godrealm itself. she'd made whenever she felt overwhelmed by her particular god duties and where she could stare at the simple world; longing for a chance to swipe in and be apart of the ecosystem surrounding it.

Well, she can now. So this space was now mostly considered her twisted 'bedroom' of sorts. A resort since dreamland was way too accessible by that rotten elevator. She knew who'd set it up there anyways. She took a deep exhale and peered in closer, seeing the drunken yet alone figure of the naive little party-goer. One she'd come to know well. She tapped a clawed finger and traced it around the orb, an idea seemingly bubbling into the crevices of her mind, rising from the deep back. 

She glanced back at the crumbled ball she'd thrown earlier, taking it back and smoothing it upright to check the contents of the 'occasions' whereabouts.

"Ah yes.." she gleefully chuckled "perfect.."

...

Poob stumbled to the back of the unfamiliar building as they leaned against the wall, hiccuping and singing aloud a broken and corny original song, swaying their hands up like they were still at the party and not in the musty back alley of a skyscraper. Leaning near the back door as they reached out for the feasting rat.

"Hhuhhhhnnmm....rat! HIC" they tried to grasp it but it simply ran away afraid, and while poob did try to ran after it, they tripped and fell face first in the floor, laying still now.

"Oh thank you again for the little chit-chat" stat called out as she pushed the back door open for Melanie to go through as she smiled a bit "no problem! I'll see you next week on the event?" 

"Yup! I hope it goes well- oh" stat noticed the body of poob laying on the floor "uh...how interesting?"

"Oh my god! Poob!" Melanie kneeled and rocked their body a bit, as a response they let out a small groan, making Melanie huff out in relief, but her concern was still written across her face.

"Poob? Oh! It's that...party addicted person!"

"Yeah..god what happened to them now?" Melanie took an arm and wrapped it around her shoulders as she lifted poob up "so sorry for the inconvenience- I might as well treat them before visiting mozelle-"

"Ugh. Her"

"Oh be nice stat! Maybe you two will get along!" Melanie sighed "anyways- see ya!"

"See you too." Stat waved Melanie off as she saw her help poob stumble back away from the alleyway and to the elevator, shutting the door behind her, she looked up and smirked, seeing the red eye appear for only a split millisecond before disappearing. An indication that confirmed her suspicions of folly watching her.

...

Melanie placed poobs head on the pillow through the left side, with a tiff yet concerned expression as pest nearly yelled out his frustrations, pacing back and forth behind Melanie

"They drank AGAIN?"

"3y m4N. I t0lD u r3c0v3Ry 41nt 3Z" infected mentioned form his position on the chair he'd dragged back into the room, he and lest had been waiting for poob after they mentioned buying something from the store only to see Melanie practically have to drag them back.