My fist throbs with pain but I feel so alive. The big guy I just punched looks hurt and surprised. He gains back his balance and looks at me angrily. I'm not going to let this guy scare me.
I punch him again and he falls to the floor. I take my remaining drink and pour it all over him.
"Don't ever mess with my friends." I say with aggression.
I walk away feeling savage and grab another drink as the server walks by. Megan and I go to the couches that I was sitting at when we first got here. I'm surprised to still see Carley there.
"Wow so are you like in charge of the couch section?" I ask her.
She chuckles. "No I just like to sit here. I haven't been here all night. I just so happened to be back here when you came back."
"Do you know that guy?" I ask her pointing at the guy I just annihilated with my fist, which is still throbbing.
"Yeah unfortunately I do. His name is Sean and he's a total douchebag asshole. He can't keep his dick in his pants. Don't worry nobody likes him anyways." She says. We stare at him as he gets up. He looks mad but not mad enough to come over and beat my ass cause he just walks over to the bar and sits. A few seats down from him is Quinn, sucking face with some girl.
"Who's that with Quinn?" I ask Carley.
"That's Marley, Quinn's girl friend."
I watch as they passionately kiss and then order drinks. I turn back to Sean and watch as he chugs a beer.
"He's completely wasted. I wouldn't be surprised if we woke up to find him dead in the morning." Carley says and I look at her.
"That's not funny." I say as memories of people getting shredded apart by the Creature's claws come to my mind.
"Well I'm just saying. I've seen him drink a thousand drinks at that bar tonight. That's probably the only reason he didn't fight you back."
I get ready to ask her if she really knows how dangerous this place really is but Quinn and Marley crash our conversation.
"What's up you mofos!" He yells at us. "You guys having fun?" He asks us.
"Hell yeah!" Someone else screams behind me.
I turn around and see Donna. You can tell she's pretty drunk. Her hair is a mess, there's a stain on her shirt, and she's missing a shoe.
"This party is bumping!" She says in a slurred voice. Yeah I'm pretty drunk but not black-out wasted like her.
"Me and my husband are actually party animals. Isn't that right Jackson?" She asks him who is standing behind her.
"Oh yeah! Just because we're in our 40s doesn't mean we don't know how to have a good time." He says obviously pretty drunk too.
"I agree with them! This party is pretty dope." Albert says popping out of nowhere.
We're all hear except Jennifer and Charles. I look for them and see both of them out on the dance floor. Surprisingly they are pretty close and seem flirtatious with each other. They look over and see all of us sitting around on the couches and walk over.
"Look at us! All of us and our new friends. Waiter! We need some drinks." The server that I have seen multiple times tonight walks over and starts handing all of us drinks. He looks at me and I rise up the glass I just got.
"I already have one." I tell him. He passes me and continues to hand them out.
"Cheers to new friends and spring break!" Quinn says. We all raise our glasses and drink. I chug mine until it's gone.
