Daddy Bass

Party

After we talked about how we were going to introduce Mitch to the fandom, we went into the recording room to plan out Hallelujah. "LETS GO!!!!" Kirstie said, very excited about Mitch joining and FINALLY recording Hallelujah. She ran over to the recording room and Scott scurried along quickly. I followed after Scott, Mitch and Kevin following shortly after. It was then we began the very very long process of recording..

~1 month later~

"5..4..3..2..1 HAPPY NEW YEAR!!" Everyone was huddled around the TV, drinks in hand and music turned down just enough for us to hear the TV. I was sitting in the front of the hoard of people surrounding the TV. I looked around to see the people begin to scream and run around after the ball dropped. Kevin and Kirstie started to blow the little confetti things that made the loud noise as everyone celebrated another year of life. It warms my heart to see people this happy. I stood up and out of nowhere, felt someone pull on my arm. I looked down to my left to see Mitch. "HAPPY NEW YEAR!!" He practically screamed at me. He was definitely more than drunk, I could smell it on him. He stumbled towards me, and tried to.. kiss me?! I'm not gonna lie, I've been waiting to kiss Mitch ever since we took him to the mall, but I can't now... he would never remember it. Plus, what if he doesn't mean it?? What if it's just because he's drunk?? What if- I was cut off by Scott roughly tugging my arm. He pulled me into a sloppy kiss, which I managed to escape. Scott tended to be like that when he was drunk. He was a reckless drunk.. He was so reckless sometimes that he would literally jump on top of the counter, smashing plates and glasses in the process and start dancing or something like that. One time, he stripped down to literally nothing and started running around the house singing random high notes. I just laughed it off since it was a normal Scott thing.

~~after the party~~

I awoke on the ground surrounded by red solo cups filled with different drinks. Some empty, some tipped over, the contents spilled all over in a sticky mess on the floor. I sit up as an empty cup loudly rolled off of my chest and onto the ground. My head instantly began to start throbbing with a terrible pain. I looked around me to see if I could find anyone, but they must have all went home. I staggered off of the ground and looked around, squinting due to the bright, shining sun giving the biggest fuck you in the world. I stumbled to the kitchen to see Scott, passed out on the countertop, vomit trickling down his scruff onto the pool of it on the ground. Well, at least he was on his side so he wouldn't have choked on it. In one hand he held a half full cup of.. beer? Maybe? He held it at an angle so that the maybe beer was slowly pouring out of the cup and onto the sticky, vomit covered ground. This is gonna be one hell of a mess to clean up. I carefully tiptoed around the vomit pool and took the cup from his hand and brought it over to the sink, pouring it out. I moved some of the other cups and bottles so I could put that one down. Well, I found one person, four more to go. This is gonna be fun..

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Hi guys! So I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Also, I don't have sports after school anymore which means I can update a lot more 😁. See you guys in the next chapter!!!