I hope this doesn't sound stupid but how do you think the halloween party was and which one of them enjoyed more( also i am loving polyam prefects).
Of course it doesn’t sound stupid, I’m so glad to hear polyam prefects is spreading I literally adore them so much! (These are gonna be wrote with polyam prefects in mind rather than just being general headcanons, these are set prior to any official/established relationships but tension between them all is certainly present.)
I think the party would’ve been held in your average Bullworth Town residence, basically what would be considered lower-middle class housing in the Bully universe. Type of home that would have a Prep sneering and a Greaser/Townie calling you moneybags. Since the Prefects are the only known attendants, I’d say it was strictly seniors only.
Seth would certainly be insanely moody the first portion of the night, and you can bet Edward and Max had probably dragged him there. “I don’t want to be here.” “Parties aren’t my thing.” “Why’d you even make me come.” are probably the only words out of his mouth until the alcohol hits his system. Leaning against the wall feigning nonchalance and suddenly he’s all smirks and speech unlike how he acts in his sober state. I’d say he’d probably be uncomfortable being left by himself and would consistently be with at least one of the other prefects the entire night, and would outright deny any accusations of being clingy. Immediately shuts down anyone flirting with his “associates”, claiming they need to be responsible and represent the school well. I’d say he ended up enjoying it but didn’t find attending it worth the terror caused by Jimmy and Gary whilst he was off duty.
Karl was one-hundred precent convinced the party was going to be trashy due to its location, and would’ve much preferred to attend whatever functions where being thrown at Harrington House or in Old Bullworth Vale. FOMO convinced him to tag along, as being the only prefect not in attendance would surely be much more embarrassing, and besides, other Bullworth seniors would be there. Parties are full of gossip. “Be grateful I’m even here.” “Be a dear and fetch me another drink, I’ll need it to survive this.” “This is so tacky. Everyone’s so underdressed!” Similarly I’m sure he stops caring after a couple of drinks, and he strikes me as the type to talk to anyone and everyone. Type of guy you’d bump into in the bar bathroom and walk out basically engaged to. He probably handed out a lot of glares and strained “do you actually think you can compete with me” smiles to anyone who approached the other prefects. In the end, he probably had a decent time, maybe one too many drinks to of actually remembered most of it.
Max is probably most used to these types of parties, considering the amount that the football team would’ve thrown in celebration of victories. Major frat bro energy, and whilst I certainly think he’d be the type to be held upside down whilst downing a keg — I think it’d be really sweet if he was irrationally worried about police crashing the party. “Gotta keep a clean record.” “Here, I’ll hold that for you.” “You’ve had enough. Yeah, I’ve been counting.” Therefore Max was the token sober friend that night, presumably keeping an extremely close eye on his comrades and those daring to approach them. Officially in charge of keeping the other three steady, on their feet and in his sight. Probably assisted with a little amount of cleanup, and you can bet there was quite a few compliments about his muscles thrown around (shut down by his entourage). Enjoyed it as much as the designated driver can enjoy while putting up with dozens of drunk people.
Edward absolutely attended with the sole purpose and goal of leaving with as many numbers as possible, but was equally satisfied with the jealousy he managed to stir instead. “Shes a looker, isn’t she?” “Hold on, pause. Let me put some proper music on.” “What’re you, my boyfriend?” Probably the only one of them that can tell that whatever situationship him and his fellow prefects have isn’t one platonic in the slightest. Type of guy who doesn’t need to drink to have a good time, but he still certainly had his fair share. Unlike his fellow Prep companion he isn’t put off by the hosts “poverty” in the slightest. Out of all the prefects he probably enjoyed it the most simply due to the fact he’s the most open minded of the group.
