oz stared at the bottle of hard liquor in front of him a bit mindlessly. what was so attractive about alcohol anyway? he never found the need though he knew his mom had liked it a lot at a point. he almost cringed at the thought as he stared at the bottle of grey goose on his nightstand. he was going to have to get drunk first in order to do this otherwise he would hate this party. he heard that one of the fraternities was throwing a party.... oh god, this was going to go so bad. on top of that oz didn’t even really have another mind to play the good angel and bad devil with. he knew that he shouldn’t do this. he doesn’t even drink. hell, he’d be a lightweight. he knows that he would. “fuck it.” he said finally before opening the bottle of straight vodka and took a long swig of it.
he nearly made a face after swallowing a mouthful of it causing him to cough a bit. how could anyone even stand the taste of that? looking of different ways on how to get alcohol to sink in faster. wiki how is really your best friend sometimes when you’ve got no one else, right? taking another swig he got over the taste a bit but it still stung the back of his mouth and he stood up the boney boy grabbing the bottle of vodka and shoving it in his hoodie making sure it wouldn’t fall he headed to the fraternity house.
there were already people there when he arrived and suddenly he could feel the nerves in his body going haywire and he awkwardly crossed his arms over his chest mostly to keep the bottle from slipping out from underneath. giving up on it he pulled it out in the brown paper bag and opened it once more as he stared at the wooden door as a couple came out making out and he practically recoiled back before taking another long swig of the bottle, this time the bottle remaining to where all the birds are on the grey goose bottle. a few guys stared at him with an amused smile on their face as osmond finally pushed open the door the blaring of the music pounding in his ears as he pushed past the first few couple people not noticing anyone. you would think after three years of being here he would know someone, right? nope. not a soul. oz was minding his own business as he took another long swig of the straight vodka. his body starting to feel the warm and weird feeling as he watched the people walk by before slamming straight into one of the head fraternity guys. “ayeee man, you’re the next beer kegger dude!” the guy said his words slurred as he spoke. oz’s eyes widened as he stared down at the bottle of vodka that wasn’t even close to getting done. no oz, no, no, no, no. he knew that he should say no. but did he? you know he didn’t.
“uh... beer what?”
and with that oz was suddenly pulled into the kitchen with three massive guys behind him that looked like they could crush him and they picked him up, somewhere along the way someone grabbing the bottle of vodka along the way. for a moment he was squirming as two of them picked him up before putting him upside down over the beer keg and holding his ankles. “no no i--- uh... yes. wait, how do i do this?” shit shit shit shit. he knew how to use it right? he’s read on it before. suddenly the spout was in his mouth and he kept on drinking and drinking it until it felt like forever. a minute passed and so on. the guy next to him was struggling he could see on the side of his eyes until the big guy finally fumbled over not being able to finish the entire thing. they finally placed oz down on his feet and held his arm up into the air but he was practically dangling by just one arm because the other guy was so oddly massively strong. “aye mann,” he said his words slurred. “what are you doing next? you want to go and drink more? what’s your name?” he asked practically leaning on oz for support.
“uh.... no no i uh.. need to pee.” he said which technically wasn't a lie. he wasn’t going to get caught up in this scene but holy crap he didn’t realize he could drink that much. “uh, my name isn’t im... important you wouldn’t even remember it anyway.” oz said finally with a shrug. “but pee! yes i must go pee now.” he said before swinging around quickly getting out of there. “yo man, the bathroom is that way!” the big guy shouted but oz was already heading towards the door. he’d pee in a bush if he had to he doesn’t know what’s been happening in those bathrooms. he just had to crash a party, right? he did that. he didn’t need to stay the entire time no one did that at a party, right? that would be lame if he did. so with that, he trotted his way back to his dorm planning on taking a nice long warm shower to get all the sweat and beer off of him.
“um uh....” he was daydreaming per usual and he happened to be staring straight at someone else without realizing it. his mind seemed to wander a lot in a mindless place like this. oz has always been mindless about his actions a lot. for a second he could feel his cheeks flush a bright red. he had wondered how long he was staring at the other person and for a moment he wished that he was back in his own thoughts but they were looking at him like he was crazy or sick or something along those lines. “no no no, i’m sorry. i just uh-- spaced out. y’know those things happen sometimes i uh-- i wasn’t looking at you weirdly what are you talking about?” he asked slightly hitting the others shoulder in a joking manner as he leaned against the wall trying to play it off as cool but totally missed the wall and stumbled awkwardly ending up resorting to crossing his arms over his chest. “i’m just going to uh--- not talk anymore. i think that would be a better idea for everyone but y’know i’m known to talk until i forget to breath. anywhoo. uh yea. sorry.” he said finally taking a deep breath awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.
[ male , he.him , asa butterfield , twenty two ] i think i just saw OSMOND BARNES looking down at their phone in the middle of lecture hall . i wonder if they think that will help them get through their PHILOSOPHY major . i’m sure professor baker doesn’t mind , though , especially since OZ can be so OBSERVANT . then again , HE can be a little ANXIOUS , so maybe prof b will mind after all . what do you think is catching their attention all of a sudden ? surely it can’t be more pictures of THE GALAXY . hey , you know , sometimes they really remind me of PLASTIC GLOW IN THE DARK STARS ON THE CEILING, FORTS MADE OUT OF BLANKETS, AND A NICE CUP OF HOT CHOCOLATE , but maybe that’s just me . oh well . i hope their THIRD YEAR year is treating them well ! [ maxine, she.her , 22 , cst , suicide ]
hi hi hi hi im maxine and i’m from the cst/est timezone (i travel back and fourth a lot assdfdfdd) but im a philosophy enthusiast considering it’s my major so i should be hence why oz is one lmao but anyyyywwhooO underneath the cut is more information about oz give this a like or invade my ims if you want to plot :)
THE STATS:
birthplace: chicago, IL
age: twenty two
year: third
zodiac: taurus
family: audrey barnes (mother) howard barnes (father- not in the picture) muffins (dog)
passions: the galaxy, stars, greek mythology
sexuality: unknown?? experimenting.
THE BIO:
born and raised in chicago IL to a mother that took care of him his entire life and his father that had left him when he was fourteen. he could remember when he was younger his parents would constantly have sex in front of him all the time. sometimes there would be times where oz would even walk in on them making out when he was coming home from school and because of that oz had always hated the idea of ever being with someone like that. he’s never dated anyone and has never gotten into serious trouble before because he would be that kid that would sit in the back of the class with his big headphones trying to ignore the world around him drawing endless drawings of stars and what he thought the greek gods and goddesses would look like but would never show his friends those drawings.
by the age of eleven oz was held at (TW guns) gunshot by his own father. he was drunk and the night before he was arguing with his mother on threatening to leave her before the next morning they were making out on the kitchen counter as oz left for school glad to actually go to that hell hole even though kids made fun of him all the time. neighbors called the cops on his father and his father was sent to jail for child endangerment and his mother was put as an unfit mother but she was all the family he had left and she was his best friend so they stayed together as long as she got her act together and she did.
it has been two years and his father already got out of jail and his parents are already working on getting a divorce and his mother picked up her real estate license again. they got a better house once she got her job and she was even able to get him a dog muffins because she noticed how lonely he was considering he had no real friends other than one and he sort of lost that when they moved into a better home simply because they just drifted apart (probs a wc at some point!!)
oz’s mother sent him to therapy for YEARS and she sheltered him not wanting him to worry about anything after she got out of that terrible relationship and saved him enough money to go to university even though oz was able to get to school on some sort of scholarship because of his grades.
now? oz is sort of in limbo. he doesn’t know what he’s doing with his major. he’s still that awkward boy that hasn’t really done anything extraordinary. he thinks he kind of just blends into everything and wouldn’t be surprised if people even forgot about him
