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Wanted to do a cute little fluff-shot before I do another smut >_<

Enjoy!

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Ship: Nogla × BasicallyIDoWrk 

AU: Collage

Setting: Frat party

Type: Comfort • Fluff

Warning⚠️: The chapter that you're about to read contains swearing, alcohol, mentions of drugs, implied toxic relationships, mentions of sexual implications, insecurities, and other mentions or situations that may trigger, or offend the viewer. Reader's discretion is advised.

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Third POV -

The stench of marijuana was harsh, the bitter smell of alcohol and sweat lingering in the air. The many lit candles did nothing to cover the scent, only adding in a sickening mix of sweet cherry that only made Marcel's head spin in nausea.

The lights were dim, but the flashing colors gave him a headache, blinking back and forth between color to color. Sharp greens and pinks seemingly branded in his vision, even as he closed his eyes, the colored danced behind his eyelids.

He sighed heavily, absentmindedly lifting his red solo cup to his lips and taking a small sip of the liquid in his cup. He cringed at the taste, peeking into the cup and frowning at the colorful blend. He wasn't sure what it was, a strong mix of something overly sweet and a sharp metallic taste that hinted at vodka.

He sighed again, setting his cup down on the nearest counter and abandoning it. He needed to get outside.

Marcel shuffled away from his lonely spot in a dark corner of the room, giving half-assed smiles to acknowledge the students who recognized him and tried to wave him over.

The party was hosted in victory for a football game that they had won, taking over the rival team with a whole twenty points more. It was the last game of the season, so everyone had been pretty excited about the win. Marcel was as well, but he would have rather spent the next few days resting in bed and bingeing his favorite show than attend a party full of drunk and horny college students.

He couldn't even go home either, because the party was in his own frat house, hosted by Evan even though he didn't even play football, he played hockey. He had just wanted to celebrate the victory of him, Brock, Tyler and Anthony.

Marcel wasn't exactly mad at him and the rest of his friends for deciding to throw a party. At the time, he thought it was a great idea. He had been filled with adrenaline and excitement from their win and a party sounded nice. He could drink a little, unwind, maybe find some cute girl to hook up with if he got lucky.

But now, actually being surrounded by college students, alcohol, blasting music and smoke clouds, he wanted nothing to do with anybody. His social battery had drained a long while ago, and now he just wanted to be by himself.

He huffed in relief as he exited the back door, the smell and the flashing lights now gone. Unfortunately, he hadn't entirely escaped though. There was still mingling people outside, dancing and laughing as they jumped in the pool and splashed water at each other.