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dallon made his way through the crowded gym floor. music was pounding in his ears and he stumbled over feet a couple of times, but he eventually made his way back to brendon, handing him a cup of soda. 

"are you having a good time?" brendon asks, yelling over the music.

"what?" dallon asks. 

brendon pulls him closer. "are you having a good time?" 

"i heard you the first time, babe." dallon laughs. "and to answer your question, any time with you is a good time." 

"you fucking nerd." brendon laughs, punching him lightly in the arm, "let's go dance." 

"i don't know how." dallon responds.

"i'll teach you, come on." brendon says, grabbing dallon by the hand and dragging him to the dance floor. 

there was a party at a senior's house after prom. dallon and brendon went because why the hell not. 

it was literally the same as actual prom, except this time they were sitting on a couch. brendon took a sip out of a cup, making a sour face. "i think someone spiked the sprite." he laughed, before taking another sip.

"easy there, bren." dallon said. "your mom would probably kill both of us if you came home drunk." 

"i'm not gonna get drunk." brendon said, rolling his eyes followed by another drink. 

"bren be quiet, you're going to wake my parents up." dallon has brendon's arm slung around his neck and is helping him walk to dallon's room.

"i'm not gonna wake anyone up." brendon says, before accidentally tripping on air and dropping his cup of water another to floor making a loud bang and splash.

"goddamn it, brendon."  dallon partially sighed and laughed.

"dallon is that you?" he heard his mother call down the stairs. 

"yeah sorry, i tripped and dropped my cup."

"alright, just make sure you clean up any mess you made." 

"i will."

brendon only laughs and dallon glares at him, before walking away to the kitchen to get paper towels.

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