Mixed colours, PPGXRRB BOOK2

Drunk Dorm

When butch ran outta the house with bubbles on his shoulder, he was looking all over seeing everyone jumping the fences and running threw the back gate.
Butch spotted boomer hopping the fence with blossom on his back,
As butch heard the cop cars driving around the house he ran toward the fence and climbed onto the fence, he held bubbles tight as he jumped down. Bubbles on the other hand head hit off one part of the fence.
"Fuck...that's gotta hurt, how she still out..." butch mumbled,
Brick was walking along side of the sidewalk near the field, brick kept on wobbling while he walked
I shouldn't have drank that much..
As he walked in the field the alcohol was hitting him finally, brick kept wobbling as he took more and more steps,
Fuck..., He kneed down and laid buttercup on the grass while sitting beside her.
Yup the alcohol hit finally. He was trying his best not to pass out, it wasn't that he was tired but the fact of him drinking so much alcohol at once in a little bit of time.
"This sucksss" brick groaned
Boomer was near the front of the dorm rooms, he began walking toward the entrance, soon not long after blossom started moving in her sleep causing boomer to stay still. Stop shifting please...as soon as blossom stopped moving he continued walking towards the stairs,
Wait ...what's her room number— .
He froze in his tracks and began making frustrated noises.
"Where do I put her...." he then shifted blossom into his arms, boomer started looking at blossom in his arms. Her lips looked softer then ever, her cheeks were a nice rosy colour and her hair was soft an long.
She sure matured'.. boomer shook his and started walking up the stair case.
Get it together boomer'..
As soon as boomer got to his dorm room he tried reaching down in his pocket to get his keys,
"Boomer?"
Boomer turned around to see a girl that had short hair and glasses on, her name was Brianna
"What are you doing up so late?- I got worried-" she paused in her sentence looking at blossom in boomers arms.
"Huh? Oh this isn't anything you think. She passed out drunk and I'm just watching her for now until her sisters get back! She and I use to be a thing so don't think I'm being some weird creep-"
"Boomer it's fine" brianna giggled, she reached over pulled out the keys from boomers pocket. "Here I'll help you" she smiled and used the keys to unlock the front door.
"Thank you" boomer blushed abit, he and Brianna use to be a thing for 2 years but things didn't turn out right when she got to distant. It was a mutual break up but he thought she was the one since he and her were together for so long.
"Goodnight boomer" Brianna put the keys back into boomers pocket and walked away.
"Goodnight..." boomer sighed and walked into his dorm room.
As soon as butch walked up the entrance at the building. He saw Danielle sitting in the front by the office with an ice pack on her face. She was being held by one of her old classmates, the one of course she told butch "not to worry" about.
Butch stood still, he gritted his teeth and walked in. Usually butch would have punched the guy out and got mad, but this time it wasn't his place to get mad. He knew she was closer to that guy then him, he'd just be getting in the way.
"Butch?.." Danielle stood up from the chair she was sitting on, but butch didn't said say anything. Not a word, he was silent and kept on walking towards the stair case.
Butch already knew the relationship wouldn't last, he never could ever keep a relationship for 5 months. They always go wrong in any way possible, he was use to this feeling anyways.
As soon as he got into his apartment it was quiet.
"Boomer? You here?" Butch said while walking in,
Don't tell me this idiot forgot blossom stays in my dorm....."butch sighed "idiot"
He dropped bubbles on the couch and walked towards his room,
"This whole fuck'n night is just shit" he threw a glass cup at his wall causing bubbles to get up slowly from the noise.
"Hmm?..." bubbles yawned looking around the room. She didn't recognize where she was but the one thing that was annoying to her, she was still drunk. She groaned in pain from her head, "my head...." she mumbled as she held her head.
Butch sat on his bed and threw his shirt off, he was wearing a black tank top underneath his shirt.
He reached over from the side of the bed  to pull out an unopened bottle.
"Drink the memories away I guess..."
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