forum Shipping RP! [CLOSED]

Started October 27, 2018 by @Hey_Its_Snowy_And_Im_Generally_Confused

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Adam grinning, closing his eyes as his told him, “This party is the best of the -hic- month,” The world spun a little bit as he opened his eyes and sat up a little bit more so he could smile at Alex.

He stares into his eyes after he opens them, “…you have beautiful eyes..” Alex says before he blushes and covers his mouth in a rush.

Adam grinned, assuming -forcing himself to believe- it was just a joke, “Awww -hic- thanks,” He drawled, leaning his chin on Alex’s shoulder a little bit, “Yours are -hic- pretty too… they have -hic- gold in them,” Adam started giggling a little, even though a nauseous feeling settled in his stomach, which he ignored.

He turns, putting his face close to Adams, “you noticed? That’s nice. Nobody really does that” before he does anything that he might regret, he turns back to the coffee table in front of them and picks up another drink.

“I’m -hic- lonely, I like to -hic- notice—“ Adam felt something rise up upin his throat, and he shot out of the chair, stumbling all the way to the bathroom which was mercifully nearby and unoccupied. He threw himself to the porcelain rim of the toilet, hurling uncontrollably. Adam, of course being drunk as he was, started to cry hysterically while he was at it.

Monty looked over, noticing the hurling man. “Welp, I drink to his sickness I guess.” A chugged the jug of beer. He quickly got up and got some more.

Alex runs after Adam, “oh goodness, we need to get you home immediately” he brushes Adams hair out of his face once he catches up and kneels next to him.

Monty walks over, “Is he unconscious? And do you need help there?” He taps Alex’s shoulder.

Adam hurled again, shoulder’s shaking a little bit as the night’s endeavors caught up with him and his head started to pound. He coughed up a little bit more, gripping the edges of the toilet as he struggled to get in a breath. The world seemed to press in around him with each breath Adam took, heaving up more throw up.

“I don’t think he’s unconscious…he’s still throwing up…could you get me some water?” Alex asks, looking at the kind stranger

Monty smiled, “of course! Anything for a friend of a friend.” Monty ran and got a trash can, along with a jug of water. “He must have had a bit to much beer to fast. It’s bad for your stomach, especially if your not used to drinking.” He handed her the jug of water, and held the trash can where the toilet didn’t cover th vomit.

Adam finally got a chance to breathe, closing his eyes to let the wave of nausea pass as he rested his forehead against the cool surface of the porcelain. Adam quietly mumbled, reaching his hand out in search of some comfort, “It hurts…”

“Poor guy…” Monty took a deep breath, “You got this?” He looked at Alex.

Alex meets Adams hand with his and gives it a comforting squeeze, “We got you some water” he hands Adam the jug, “you gotta drink it”

Alex nods, “I think I do…”

Adam pushed the water jug away from him, closing his eyes before choking up more vomit. He want back to the same position with his pounding head pressed against the rim of the toilet before muttering, “I wanna go home…” And he most certainly did not want to consume anything else anytime soon.

Alex brushes his hair with his fingers, “I’ll call an Uber for us and I’ll make sure you get to your house…you do have to get up though”

“I can call if you want, or maybe I can drive him home? I have a car.”

“N-No,” Adam groaned, clutching at his stomach with his free hand, “My parents- they didn’t know there was- ngh-“ Adam vomited again, but it was less this time and he hoped the nausea would slow, “They didn’t know there would be alcohol, and I told them I was going to spend the night.” Adam looked at Alex with puffy, hopeless eyes.

Alex thinks for about a second, “Alright, you come to mine” he smiles, “my parents are out for a week”

Adam desperately wanted to hug and thank Alex, but he knew that now that he couldn’t play it off as a joke in this situation so he forced himself to stay put and simply say, “That would- That would be n-nice.”

“Well, you two have a nice night, alright? I’m heading home, I have a wolf to feed.” Monty grabs his coat from the coat rack and heads outside. He goes to his car, unlocks it and drives away. (Oof, he’s not drunk don’t worry. He’s very…. tame to alcohol, he drinks a lot.)

“Well, you two have a nice night, alright? I’m heading home, I have a wolf to feed.” Monty grabs his coat from the coat rack and heads outside. He goes to his car, unlocks it and drives away. (Oof, he’s not drunk don’t worry. He’s very…. tame to alcohol, he drinks a lot.)

(Thank goodness I was bout to be worried like YEET)

Adam desperately wanted to hug and thank Alex, but he knew that now that he couldn’t play it off as a joke in this situation so he forced himself to stay put and simply say, “That would- That would be n-nice.”

“C’mon,” he sticks out his hand for him to take, “Iets get up and get outside for some fresh air and a ride to my house”

Adam hesitantly peeked himself away from the steadiness of the toilet, taking Alex’s hand even more hesitantly. He still felt slightly nauseous, but hated how the banging music made the pounding in his head worse, so he slowly got to his feet.