trigger warnings: pot brownies, protective friends, careless boyfriends, Nett & Thiam
"Nolan, just how many brownies have you eaten?" Mason asked, concerned.
The freckled boy was caught by the puppy pack wandering around the party in a slow and dizzy pace, his legs looking like were about to give out any minute.
"I... Humm... Don't know? Where's Brett?" Nolan looked around, eyes heavy and blurry, trying to find the blonde tall boy in the middle of the improvised dance floor.
"Here, I got him some water" Theo handed the bottle to Mason. "Let's get somewhere for him to sit down"
"Did he knew those where pot brownies? Who gave him those?" Liam angrily asked, frustrated for his friend helpless state.
"Some seniors brought them, but I don't think he knew what they were..."
Corey was guiding Nolan gently to one of the bedrooms in the basement, supporting most of his weight.
"But Brett... Can't... Brett? Are we leaving Brett there?"
Nolan tried to leave when he saw that they were getting away from the loud music, Theo stopped in the hallway, looking for the freckled's boyfriend.
"I don't think he knew, actually... Where is Brett, the fucker doesn't answer his phone!"
Suddently, Theo saw the dirty blonde hair of his boyfriend in the crowd, looking positively fuming, heading towards somewhere.
"Heh, somebody is about to get their ass kicked" Theo laughed, and crossed his arms, waiting.
"You were supposed to take care of him! Where was you when he eaten those?"
It was a laughable scene, Liam dragging Brett by his ear.
"What?! Those were just candies! OUCH! Let go Liam! Fuck, I was right there!" The tall boy squirmed, trying to get away from Liam's tight grip.
"He is down there, go and take care of him or else I..." Theo interrupted Liam's bicker, grabbing him by his hips.
"Leave him, they will be fine." The quimera whispered in his ear. "Meanwhile, you owe me a dance."