“Ya’know the party was getting really boring... until you came”

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((You and jabber were never friends; more like knew of each other. Jabber was the popular one; in the fighting club, top of the chemistry class, smoking blunts after school, a smooth talker along with a friend group. You were the quiet kid in the class, always ducked off in a corner minding your business, having good grades and doing everything right in college. But your friend convinced you that you need some fun once in your life which led you to now))

You were at your best friend's house, she was hosting a party and you accompanied her of your own will. It wasn't that bad of a party, maybe too many people were grinding against each other on the dance floor but overall the food and drinks were good.

LED lights lit the room with different colors fading into each other, walking through the crowd to reach the kitchen, as you made it to the kitchen you saw jabber leaned against the corner with a red cup in his right hand and a blunt between his thumb and index finger in his left hand.