"Hey, there! It's been a while, hasn't it?"

I couldn't even process what he was saying. I was already so wasted I could barely even feel my feet on the ground. Giggly, you know? So you expect me to listen to this tall, green, skin-sack of bones when he approaches me? No. If you did you're stupid.

It was a college party, need I say more? Despite half of us here being below the legal drinking age of twenty-one, we still drank like there was no tomorrow. What can I say, is that I desperately needed it at the time. Brittney wouldn't let off my ass so I had to make an excuse that I had to make up a test. In college. She was stupid enough to believe it and I wasn't at all surprised. I don't know how she got into college— let alone high school— even if she was just going for a composition degree like me. Don't get me wrong, I loved her from the bottom of my heart, but she's a lot.

This guy sat next to me against the gray wall, which rhythmically changed colors to the beat of the music. Red, blue, yellow, green. Red, blue, yellow, green. It was a decent beat, I'll admit. The dude next to me looked away and out at the rest of the party, seeming not to find any interest. He was in his twenties— one more year until that was me. Time flies, I guess. He was lanky and wore silvery glasses, which made him look like someone's grandpa. The silvery tint in his hair didn't help the case. The only things that were colorful about him was his eyes, and they were a dark emerald green. My intoxicated mind simply made my mouth spread into a grin.

"Hello, there, greenie. Whatd's ya' name?"

The blaring music only made him hear the second half of my slurred sentence, which even then he needed me to repeat.

"Who'aw you?"

"Landon. I'm a senior in chemistry way back in building A. We met earlier before things got chaotic in here. You?"

I giggled at his introduction. Maybe I didn't know what to say. My brain didn't feel like giving out my name to this extremely polite man. As I took a long hard look at my red cup, which only had a bit of alcohol left, I said the first thing that came to mind.

"I wann'a drive my car."

Landon's eyes bulged out of his head, visibly getting nervous. I looked at him, confused. I began to resettle, getting ready to leave the party. Landon followed, probably terrified he might be liable for me getting into an accident. He stammered,

"Maybe we could talk to some more people, instead? There's plenty of people around, trust me."

"I'm nah'blind. I can'see clearly."

I probably would've laughed so hard at myself if I were in the right state of mind. Man, I was actually getting pissed that Landon wanted to help me. I took the last swig from my cup and chucked it on the ground. I staggered to the green man, who was now freakishly tall from my perspective despite only being an inch taller. I pointed at him as if I were scolding a five-year-old.

"I du'no you."

I was defiant and stubborn. Calmly moving my hand away from his neck, he asked me,

"Aren't you Sage?"

"Mayhaps."

"A sophomore in music composition? Right?"

"M... maybe."

"Didn't you bring a friend?"

"Yeah."

"Where is he?"

"I du'no."

Landon sighed. I looked to the side, at my cup, that has been trampled over at this point by the partying children. They might've been over eighteen but they acting like they were five years younger. The skunk and expired smoke smell was extremely pungent. It's not like the room was a gymnasium- it was a single dorm room. It was enough to make me cover my nose with my shirt collar. I looked back at Landon and giggled again. I muffled through it,

"Ya loo'like asparagus."

"Yeah, well you look like broccoli with your hair and that shirt."

"I- what."

"You heard me, now c'mon let's find your buddy."

I said nothing, letting Landon grab my wrist. We took two steps, and I saw him emerge from the crowd and go to where I was sitting before. I gasped and poked Landon on the arm, making him turn around. Without saying any words, I pointed at the guy that was wearing a brown band shirt and jogging pants, like I was a kid in a grocery store asking his dad if he could grab a whole box of Kinder Eggs. Landon let go of me and followed as I wobbled to my friend like a penguin.

"Hey, are you ready t-"

As he looked up, he was shocked to see me drunk. I'd never been intoxicated before, sure, but I'm surprised I was seen as reliable.

"..My God you're so wasted."

He chuckled as he looked at Asparagus. Landon explained,

"I found him sitting against the wall. I'm not too much a fan of parties like this, and I saw you two walk in earlier."

"Yeah, I remember. I don't think I caught your name though?"

"Landon Graize."

"Trevor Comneer, nice to meet ya'!"

Trevor had dark brown hair like me, except mine was slightly red. He had dark green irises and pale skin. He looked like the average farm kid. We've known each other for eight years now. I met Brody, his older brother, through him. After shaking hands in greeting, Trevor pointed at me and accused,

"That one's Sage Aethor. We've known each other since high school."

"No, I'm'ya motha'."

The two mostly sober ones glanced at each other, silently begging each other not to let out a single sputter of laughter. Trevor broke first, and Landon followed in a delay. I don't think someone who's all scientific is used to our stupidity. The following conversation was blurred in my head. On the way out I smacked myself into the wall. As soon as I stepped outside I found the nearest trash can. After that, all I remember is crawling in someone's car afterwards and zonking out. Second time drinking and I got drunk as hell. Hangover sucked. It was fun while it lasted though. 
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