friable.
(adj.) easily broken into pieces or reduced to nothing.
TW (Trigger Warning)- sexual assault/molestation. Proceed with caution.
As we got off the car I could already see drunk teens in the front porch. The music was blasting and I am pretty sure it could be easily heard miles away.
Ugh someone save my poor ears.
Beer cans were scattered all over the lawn. Colourful lights could be seen through the windows. And of course how can we forget? A bunch of teens making out not even bothered about the people surrounding them.
I already want to puke.
A typical high school party. What else did I expect? Sia started walking in and slowly trailed behind her.
As I entered the house I was welcomed with a strong smell of sweat and alcohol combined.
I am so about to get sick.
People were dancing way too close and there was hardly even room to walk through. Sia grabbed my hand and pushed me through the sweaty crowd. As we were walking, I bumped into a hard chest.
"Hey Hazel, you made it!"
"Yeah you didn't really leave me a choice." I gave a tight smile to Neel who was close to me. Too close for my liking. I cleared my throat, "So how's it going?" I asked.
"Well being the host isn't really fun. I have to make sure my house stays intact and the people out of my rooms." I chuckled slightly.
"Hey I'll just go and catch up with some people." I turned around to see Sia looking at me. I open my mouth to argue but she beats it to me, "Don't worry I won't drink much and I'll be completely safe." Sia reassures me but I still look at her unsurely. Things could go pretty wrong if you leave drunk Sia unsupervised. "If something happens you're already on my speed dial." She squeezes my hand, and runs away.
"So I guess it's just us huh?" I turned back again to face Neel who had a half smirk on his face.
I forgot he was still here.
"Yeah . . . " I trailed off awkwardly. I highly doubt he could even hear me, the music was too loud.
"LET'S DANCE," he suddenly yells in my ear while grabbing my hand and taking me towards the dance floor. Not wanting to argue since he's can get a little pushy sometimes, I just go with it.
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