#ecophobiic

though music seemed to blare from every direction, the wild bass thumping through the walls could not mask the screams and laughter from the teenagers held inside. it was almost a tradition at this point for the rowdy youth to come together whenever a parent or guardian was stupid enough to leave the house unattended; it really didn’t matter whether it was the weekend or not, or even who was invited. they all flocked together with booze in hand and a crazed look in their eyes, eager for a distraction from the monogamy of life.

in this particular circumstance, bebe stevens was hosting the party. no one was really sure why both her parents happened to be gone this weekend, and of course a few rumors circulated around the school, questioning exactly what the truth was. but, inevitably, the teens didn’t particularly care. all that was important was what time they were allowed to go inside.

eric happened to sneak in despite her clearly stating that he wasn’t allowed in; he convinced butters to get him in, insisting that it would be absolutely boring without him. which, ironically enough, was fairly true—he was the type to raise hell wherever he went, it was only a matter of what might bring him entertainment this evening. already buzzed on a few drinks, the brunet began to weave his way through the crowd, which contained a mixture of dancing flirts, crying drunks and a few overly-aggressive males who got offended if you brushed against them by accident. eventually, his gaze landed on a particular blond, causing eric’s face to light up in a wild grin.