#leaky.

Kit was straight up not having a good time. He knew this night would be nothing but trouble, but it wasn’t like he had a choice in whether or not he wanted to attend. G was going full throttle for Greer’s birthday. If Kit thought blackmailing people into showing up was the worst of it, he was dead wrong. He sighed, phone in one hand and solo cup filled with God knows what in the other as he read the message G sent him again and again. Alcohol, alcohol, and even more alcohol. It was the only thing getting Kit through this ‘party’ and definitely going to help him with what he had to do next. Guzzling down the contents of his cup, he found himself back at the drinks table for a refill. He didn’t care what he was grabbing as long as it had an ABV between 35-40%. This and that went into his cup and he topped it off with some Cola. He was just taking a sip of his newly mixed drink when he spotted Leaky. “Leak!” He called out to the guy, briefly making a face at the taste of what he just made before he ambled over to his friend. “Hey!” A friendly (and slightly intoxicated) arm made its way over Leak’s shoulders in an affectionate half-embrace. “Do you dance? Do you have like, a favorite dance move?”