Party For Fun Drink To Forget | Araic + Aleki
@alekimala
The brown building looked like shit. It was run down, the panels of the roof were half on and half littering the front (what would be if it wasn’t dried and dead) lawn. This was his place, these were his people - sort of. The pirate laughed as he tipped a near empty bottle of rum to his mouth and then raised his hands in triumph at the guy who just jumped out the window and did a backflip into a bush.
“Thas what I’m fuckin’ talkin’ ‘bout!” Drowning the last of his bottle he placed a joint to his mouth and lit it with someone lighter he had stolen earlier that night. The show outside was growing boring and thus brought Araic to turn his attention to the inside once more. The place was packed full of people, it was a house split into two separate living space. A duplex of sorts, but both occupants were partaking in the thralls of throwing a large party.
As he moved through the hallways to one of the main rooms with music blasting from both speakers and television, Araic continued to smoke and take in the fun atmosphere. Some chicks were walking around half naked and he wished they’d lose the little clothing they had left on. Heading for the couch to take a seat he picked up another bottle of - he wasn’t sure, whatever it was, it wasn’t as strong as he’d liked it to be. “Smirnoff” He said aloud to himself, shrugged, and then continued to drink it. “Out of the way, kid.” He used his thumb to signal to the guy to move and then took his seat, getting comfortable as his legs rested semi-open and relaxed.
“Yah ever heard of this shit?” He held the bottle as he spoke to the guy beside him, a perfectly rolled joint dangling from his lips.
