Feb 16, 2022
Watching Scream as a kid.
Watching Scream as an adult.
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Watching Scream as a kid.
Watching Scream as an adult.
He had never seen eye to eye with Nina. She was a pro at making your life a living hell and making you wish you were never born, but nobody deserves something as extreme as death. As he sat in his car, overlooking the tape and the police officers interviewing the party-goers, Noah thought back to all those times - mostly bad, admittedly - when he had crossed paths with Nina in high school. She was intimidating. Popular. A bully. But she was still human. He shifted in his car seat, rubbing his heavy eyes and knowing that he probably wouldn't be able to sleep for a long time. He hadn't managed to get a very good look at the body...he told himself it was because of the many other people towering over him but in reality Noah knew that he was only avoiding it to save himself the trauma. People were starting to leave and he wished more than anything that he could also pull out and leave Cornwallis behind, but he found himself waiting for just a few more moments.
Party Hardy-Open
Adam had gotten separated from Jesse once again. His OKB brothers showed up, so he had to save face. He drank with a few of them, downing a couple of shots. While he was grateful they came in support, he really just wanted to watch the shitty Stab movies while cuddling with his date. On the exterior, he was typical Adam, cheery and friendly. Inside, Adam was about to punch every brother he saw in the face. Most of the guys had dissipated into the crowd, drinking with the football team and other random students. Greg Olson stood in front of him, already plastered from pre-gaming. He pulled a water bottle from his waistband and handed it to him. “Hey man, drink this and go lie down at the slots. I’ll check on you in a couple minutes, man.”
Greg seemed to understand him and downed the water in one gulp. Adam watched him dab his lips with his hand and stumble away. He watched another brother start to walk with him. Adam sighed in relief. He hoped he would be okay. He set an alarm on his phone to go check on him in half an hour.
In the thick of the crowd, Adam found himself wedged in between a couple of people. He was really starting to get frustrated. He tried to call Jesse, but his phone was knocked from his hand. It skidded a couple feet away from him-literally. He tried to reach for it, but was almost trampled by a large guy in a football jersey. He got to his feet and tapped the person’s shoulder nearest to the phone, “Hey can you get my phone for me?”
@audrey
'I'm not drunk. I'm tipsy.' Noah told himself repeatedly as he wandered around the casino. He wasn't doing a very good job of promising to not get drunk in order to be clear-minded for his podcast; he found that talking to so many people automatically meant drinking more because he couldn't refuse what they would offer him, and at this stage he was uncertain of what liquid was currently residing in his red cup.
The one person Noah hadn't seen as of yet was his best friend. Come to think of it, he hadn't really asked her if she was going. He was too caught up in life, but then again he hadn't asked anyone at all if they were going. As if on cue, his eyes landed on the female, and she seemed to be making her way towards him.
"Audrey, hey!" Noah pulled her into a one armed hug, his other hand clutching his cup.
Lost- Adam & Jill
At some point during Stab 4 or 5, Adam tried to find the bathroom. That was a mistake. Due to the fact that Adam and Jesse had ”explored” everything but Cornwallis it seemed, he had gotten inexplicably lost. His bladder was threatening to burst and there was no kind of graffiti pointing to the location of the bathroom. He cursed himself for drinking those beers, but he needed to keep composure around Jesse. After all, it was a date and beer did not get him nearly as drunk as he would have liked to have been.
After passing the twentieth dark hallway, he was one muscle spasm away from pissing himself. Thankfully, he noticed the one of the walls had a hole in it. Spray-pained onto the wall above it was a woman whose mouth was actually the hole. No,no, no he groaned internally. His bladder ached for relief. He looked into the girl’s half-shut eyes and said, “Sorry, girl...”
The feeling was euphoric as Adam emptied his bladder-in spite of the misogynistic wall art. He zipped himself up and turned around only to find someone standing behind him. “Oh my god!’ Adam yelled. Then, he realized who it was. “Oh, hey, Jill...how much of that did you see?”
'pass the morgue' 🔪 robbie
After turning a very drunk Emma over to Brooke, Noah wondered around keeping his eyes peeled for one of the two organisers. His microphone caught snippets of different conversations, which would be entertaining to his listeners, but he didn't care for it. He'd heard that one of the guys, Robbie, had his own show. Well...'heard'...he watched it and had to admit the guy was hilarious and definitely knew what he was doing. Noah didn't think he'd listen to his podcast - not many people on campus did - but he didn't hide his equipment as he walked through the crowd of people, stopping briefly to discard his drink.
stab-a-thon!Isaac
