He'd gone with Charles that evening to a Bar. Just to get away from the younger students for a night. Sighing he leaned against the bar heavily and sent his blue eyes off across the slightly crowded bar as he downed yet another useless drink, as he watched Charles Chat up a pretty little blond thing. He set the glass down on the bar a little heavier then he meant to and demanded another drink from the bar tender. Who barley paid him a bit of mind as he filled the glass again and John went back to glaring daggers across the bar.
A couple of woman and even a man tried hitting on him but he just ignored them in favor of glaring heated daggers in Charles direction. He sighed and turned away finally and downed the remainder of his drink. "So much for a fun night," He mumbled as the bar tender refilled his glass with out him even asking a second time. He was not jealous, It wasn't like him and Charles were...exclusive. He groaned rubbing at his face practically crawling over the bar when someone pressed up behind him and tugged him off his stool.
"Come dance," The rough, very drunk voice demanded of him. And just too pissed at Charles to care anymore he let himself be pulled out onto the dance floor, Grimacing at the over enthusiastic groping that started as the danced got more daring with him when he didn't push. All the while watching for Charles somewhere anywhere in the crowd. Always with that blond bitch.
