THE OLD DESCRIPTION DIDN'T EVEN FOLLOW THE STORY SO IM MAKING A NEW OKE! This is basically of one shots but a heck lot more complicated and built in and LONGER! Most of this will be gay cause I'm using actually characters from Weak Hero and not read...
I'm so uncomfortable. This feels wrong. I don't even know how I got here. Some party? Some club? Who knows, but there are so many people here, the smell of cigarette smoke and alcohol is making me gag.
I was dragged here by Ben, Alex, and Gerard. Teddy tagged along too. Eugene and Rowan weren't here. Lucky. I already lost the people I came with. I had been hit on too many times and my ass has been touched more than I will ever admit. Maybe I should just leave.
I would leave if I knew where the exit was.
"Gray! There you are!" They were back. Thank God.
"Isn't this great?" Alex's face was flushed and he smelled lightly of cheap beer.
"Yeah, sure, just fantastic. Where's the exit?"
"You want to leave?" Gerard asked.
"Yes. There are too many people here. I think I'm gonna be sick."
That got their attention. Believe it or not, even though they dragged me here without my say, they did care about my well being. I think. Trusting people is hard.
"Okay. We'll find the exit," Alex didn't sound happy about leaving, but his words were slurred and hard to understand.
"Thank you. And how much has he drank?"
Gerard, Teddy, and Ben looked at Alex. "Is he drunk?"
I put my hand on my forehead. "His words are slurred, his face is flushed, he's swaying on his feet, and he reeks alcohol. How could you not notice?"
They shrugged, grabbed Alex's shoulders, and started to make the way to the exit of this place. After a little bit, we still hadn't found it, and some drunk guy was following us.
"CaN wE hElP yOu?" More alcohol must've made its way into his system.
"Whoareyou?! Yourhotasfuck."
His words were heavily slurred, he wasn't walking straight, and he had vomit on his chin. It would be dangerous to continue consuming alcohol at this point. Not that he would stop. Morons.
"Who do you mean," Gerard asked.
He pointed a wobbly finger in my face and smirk. "Youuuuu. You're hot as hell itself. What's your name?"
