The Ryuk Way

Chapter 4

Carley wasn't sure what she was doing, kissing this guy, he smelled nice- that was for sure-but other than that she couldn't find a single reason for her to be doing this. He was pretty cute, but they had hardly talked, in fact she couldn't even remember what they talked about. She didn't think she even got his name. She pulled away when she started to feel a bit more dizzy, one part from the alcohol, three parts from the lack of air after such an intense makeout session. Her mind wandered as she breathe in the scent of whiskey and hormones. She had just given her first kiss to some stranger. She had been saving that for someone that earned it and she drunkenly gave it to a boy she'd never met before. Her thoughts followed a path of self-loathing, scolding herself for drinking and getting high. Her mother would be so disappointed.

Rhi wasn't paying much attention to Carley though- instead yelling at his hair to dry while he was in the bathroom, then cooing about how pretty it was when it finally did-though when he emerged he happened to be in the corner Carley was sulking in.

"Hey Carl!" he greeted, leaning against the wall for support.

"Look at my hair! It's purple. Isn't it pretty? Lana said it should last, uh, 4 months. I think it's really pretty. " Rhi babbled, oblivious to Carley's current state. Carley stared, wiping her nose and tousling her hair.

"You were right, I'm a slut." she said quietly, frowning.

Rhi looked to her curiously before he recalled seeing her kiss earlier and kisses often lead to something else.

"Oh, Ash? I would've thought you'd get to bed and not do things. I mean, aren't you straight?" He hypothesized, his words slurring.

"What!? That was a dude, right?" Carley's head snapped towards Rhi.

"Uh, yeah." He slumped down to the floor and to Carley's level, taking in her appearance. Then he groaned, Carley hadn't done anything- she just a cry drunk. He'd expected he'd be the cry drunk but he found out awhile ago he was quite the opposite. And he had no idea how to handle this right now.

"Um, there there. It was- it was just the alcohol. Yeah. You're not a slut. By any means."

"Really?" Carley asked hopefully before leaning into Rhi for a hug.

'Fabulous' Rhi thought to himself, patting the girl's back uncomfortably 'She's clingy too. Oh, and pretty strong I guess.' he grunted as the intoxicated girl hugged him even tighter.

"Well," he began, standing up awkwardly and dusting the nonexistent dust off of his pants, staggering for a few moments.

"You're no fun when you're shitfaced and probably going to be to hungover to breathe tomorrow, so let's get that over with." Rhi grabbed his younger companions wrists and without even attempting to lift her up, dragged her out of the public hallway and into the guest bedroom. He managed to shove Carley onto the bed, before, with a groan- the teens face grew to be a pale shade of green.

"Fuck"

Quicker than before, Rhi brought his basically incapacitated friend to an adjoining bathroom then guided her head into the toilet with one hand, holding her hair back with the other.

Carley puked her guts out for a good 10 minutes, her stomach aching from the strain. At this point she wished she was alone. Rhi was behind her, holding her hair away from her face but as everyone knows, it's extremely humiliating to puke in front of someone, though, after a while, Carley seemed to forget Rhi was there, leaving consciousness for a dream world that she could barley comprehend.

Rhi decided it was just easier to leave Carley with her head in a toilet and returned to her friends, stumbling through someone's Spotify playlist. Around 5 a.m. almost everyone had gone somewhere else to raise hell. Only 4 people remained at this point and all of them were passed out on the floor or couch. Rhi poured himself some wine and quickly drifted out, the wine spilling onto his hoodie as his eyes closed.