’Hey Clar, you awake?’
I responded back with a yes and where they had headed off to, apparently the others and her had to go out and buy something. Heh, yeah right, they probably just went to go party. I chuckled at my random brain-fart and strolled into our room. Since they were all out except for me, I decided to start my plan today. Switching on my laptop, I gripped my mouse with excitement and began sketching.
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I had started my animation in the afternoon, now it was night. Time really does fly huh? I heard a light click from our front door. Probably just one of the guys, I didn’t bother much and continued my work since I only heard one set of feet and no voices.....that was until someone decided to crash my party.
“AYEEE YOURE AWAKE!” Basim cheered, clearly drunk out of his mind. I was so startled that I literally had to scramble to get myself together. “Uh—hey..!” Well that wasn’t suspicious at all. He stumbled about, I guess trying to walk to me to chat. The smell of alcohol reeked throughout my nostrils. Guinness.. I hissed, I wasn’t much of a drinker, let alone like the taste of such things. I guess that’s why they didn’t wake me up.
Then a funny thought came to my mind, Prisha doesn’t drink either. That must’ve made her the Chauffeur for the night. But why was it only Basim who came back? Ramisa did say they’d be out late but it’s only 10 now! Wriggling out of my tight situation I ran to my phone:
’Where’re you guys?? Why is Basim here so early??’
Almost instantly a message dinged back:
’Adi is also drunk off his arse and we can’t deal with more than one drunken.’
I guess Ramisa is a little tipsy now too, she’s being honest about where they are. I sighed inwardly, closing my eyes for a split second before my eardrums got ripped in half; “HEY! WHATS THIS?!” Basim screeched, my eyes shot open to reveal him holding my laptop in his hands, watching my animation.
I facepalmed. It was fine if he’s drunk right? He won’t remember anything anyways so I guess I can take a break. I made my way over to the giggly boy, ripping my computer out of his grasp, saving my work and shutting it down. I turned back to find him with his arms crossed and back facing me.
I let a light laugh slip past my lips, “What’re you up to now?” He reminded me of a child, that is, when they don’t get something. “DONT TALK TO ME!” He pouted, I gave myself a moment of relief to think of what to do with him, coming to a conclusion that I should just put him to bed.
”Basim come here, go to sleep.” I told him, but he still refused. For someone who’s drunk from Pluto to here in Earth, he can speak in good English. He’s heavier than me..how on Earth am I supposed to do this?? That’s when an idea struck me. “Hey, you’re not gonna talk to me?” I asked, leaning over his sitting figure.
No answer.
Well, that’s that I guess, “Okay then, I’m gonna go make myself a cup of coff—“ “I WANT!” He launched at me, nearly pushing my down in the process. I giggled, nodding my head as I instructed him to head to his room and wait there.
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I came into the room with a cup of steaming hot coffee. He smiled brightly, taking a sip. “HOT!” He noted, I smiled, “You have to wait for a while.” I advised, watching him lay back down on the mattress. I stayed to watch him for a few minutes and apparently that’s all it took for me to hear soft snoring.
My face lit up. He’s really childish when he’s drunk. I’ll keep that in mind; I told myself, pulling the blanket over him and heading back to my room to finish my animation, which I did. But sadly it wasn’t time to post it; yet...
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