Loved Partying and Having Too Much Fun

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The rest of the crew showed up in time to go out to the night club an hour away from Paradisia. The boys were enjoying themselves, Bam drinking and scoping the room, Rikki's watchful eye locked on him.

"Bam, stay strong dude." Rikki said before groaning and setting down her full drink. "The bartenders here suck, this was supposed to have two shots of vodka and a half shot of rum, but it's clearly three shots vodka with a third shot rum."

"Not much we can do about it." Astrid said, spitting her drink back into the glass as Rikki climbed behind the counter, tracking down three different kinds of alcohol and mixing them together in a tall glass with Mountain Dew. "Well, I guess you could do that." Rikki smiled and grabbed the resulting bright green mixture and sat back down on her barstool before smiling and looking at Bam and Astro.

"I call this one 'Too Drunk to Function.' it often does what the name implies." Bam laughed and Astro shook her head before Ryan dragged her off to dance with him, even though he hated it, Astrid liked to, so he was going to try his hardest to not step on her feet. That left Bam and Rikki at the bar, Bam's eyes glazing over as the alcohol took effect. Rikki watched him closely but slowly got more and more drunk, so by the time she finished her drink, she'd lost Bam.

"Hello ladies." Bam slid into a booth with four girls, flashing a grin and winking, the girls smiling and talking to him excitedly.

"Bam you- aw screw it, enjoy being a whore, see if I care." Rikki grabbed Bam's drink and knocked back the last of it, watching him intently. The moment he stood to leave with one of the girls, he froze, Rikki smiled as Bam walked over, the girl's hand in his own.

"I need my keys."

"No, you're drunk."

"You know full well I don't plan on driving. Gimmie car keys." Rikki shook her head and held up her arms.

"Does it look like I have a purse?"

"They're in your bra. You keep everything in there." Rikki groaned, Bam was getting to be one of those smart drunks. Rikki groaned and dug the keys out of her bra, but whipped them under Bam's legs and onto the dance floor, Steve-O picking them up.

"CAR KEY KEEP-AWAY! Johnny!" Steve-O shouted, throwing the keys to Johnny who jumped out of the sea of people and caught the keys, quickly handing them to Wee-Man who ran off and passed them to Dunn, Bam watching them closely, trying to see where the passing would stop. It stopped when Preston tossed the keys back to Rikki who stuck them back in her bra.

"You guys are assholes." Bam grumbled, Rikki shrugging. By now the girl had lost interest, the fifteen minute game of keep-away boring her enough to walk away. "And boner killers."

"I'm not a boner killer." Rikki argued, Bam sitting back down beside her and laughing.

"No, but you are a dick tease. That's worse." Rikki stuck out her tongue and looked over at the table full of girls Bam was previously sitting at.

"So, you going to attempt a round two or can I enjoy my evening?" Rikki asked Bam looking at her. He wanted to attempt a round two, but he was convinced the round two he was going to attempt would slap the shit out of him and then kick him in the crotch. But, he thought, I'm drunk, why should I give a shit? With that Bam jumped off the barstool and dragged Rikki to the dance floor, the two of them jumping around like morons with their friends to the standard club music. Bam wasn't looking for a random hook-up this time, he was going to take this one slower, try to find the emotions he lacked in every other relationship. And who better to do this with than the girl who ruined love for him in the first place? 

Ding ding, Round Two.

"This music is loud and never ends!" Ryan shouted over the speakers to Astrid who nodded.

"WE SHOULD HEAD HOME!"

"GOOD IDEA!" Ryan laughed and ran outside, Astro in tow. Bam watched them leave before getting tired of the random heels digging into his feet as dancing girls backed into him and sitting back down at the bar. Rikki limped out a few moments later, taking a seat beside him before they burst into a fit of laughter.

"Dude, SOOOO much grinding." Rikki said between gasps for air. "Drunk bitches thought I was a man!"

"Lucky you, drunk guys thought I was a woman. Ehren included." Bam grumbled, but laughed again seconds later.

"Well you're the most attractive woman I've ever met in that case." Rikki joked Bam smiling and spinning around on his stool.

"Well then you're the sexiest man I've ever seen. And you smell much nicer." They laughed again, Rikki bending over and clutching her stomach. "You- You're awesome. Like, really." Bam slurred, Rikki laughing yet again.

"No, you're awesome. Like, totally the awesomest." She argued, laughing again. "I wanna go home."

"Me too. Can you drive?"

"Naw, I'm fucked up, you?"

"I can see two of you, hi other Riiiiiikkkkkiiiiiii....." Bam waved at Rikki and the two of them hailed a taxi home. They staggered drunkenly into the house a while later, laughing the whole time.

"Shhhh... Ape and Phil are Shleepins." Rikki said, rubbing her hands all over Bam's mouth.

"Shleep? I wanna go to shleep." Bam repiled, the two of them staggering upstairs and into Bam's room, giggling when they crashed in a heap on the floor.

"I love you man.." Rikki said, dragging herself to her feet, pulling Bam up before he yanked off his clothes and tossed them around the room, diving into bed in his boxers. Rikki went to leave, but Bam grabbed her wrist.

"Noooooo. I'm lonely, stayyyyyyy." Bam's drunken state had rendered him brutally honest, and he was lonely, lonlier than he'd been for quite some time. Rikki pondered for a minute, but not wanting to chance the stairs again, she shrugged, peeling off her skinny jeans and tank top before walking to the other side of the bed and crawling in.

"Share the blankets." Rikki grumbled, tugging the comforter over herself, Bam yawning and falling asleep, Rikki chucking a random shoe at the lamp, breaking it and sinking the room into darkness before drifting to sleep, not worried about the hangover the next morning would surely bring.

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