Ambrose put away his phone and went down to the party. Now that the pup was asleep, he could go and enjoy himself.
"Ambrose!" Clara called out as she spotted him entering the backyard.
"Oh." Ambrose just stared at her; "What's up?"
"What's up? You disappeared this morning and that's all you have to say? What the hell is wrong with you?" Clara almost started yelling as she got even more angry.
"I need a drink." Ambrose said as he decided to ignore her and walked over to one of the kegs and grabbed a cup.
PSHHHH!
The sound of cold beer being poured into his cup entered his ears. Ambrose took a sip before closing his eyes slowly and enjoying the taste.
'This is life.' He thought as he enjoyed his beer.
GULP!
GULP!
GULP!
He decided to down it all in one go.
"Ahh."
Suddenly, his pupils dilated and his throat became parched. He grabbed another beer but soon found that he couldn't quite quench his thirst.
Ambrose ran inside and down to the basement. He went into the back room and grabbed one of the kegs. What he did next would shock all the people outside. He made a spear hand and pierced the metal in one go. Then, he lifted it over his head and started drinking like his life depends on it.
GULP!
GULP!
Not even a minute passed and the keg was completely emptied into his stomach.
CRUCH!
Ambrose crushed the keg into a ball of metal like it was nothing.
BURP!
"Ahh… I feel so alive." Ambrose said as he went back upstairs.
It's not that Ambrose was drunk, it was that Ambrose had let go of some of his worries and decided to have fun which in turn, let his true personality leak out.
Ambrose quickly found Brett and pulled him aside; "Dude, you gotta do a keg stand."
"Why do I feel like your personality changed again?" Brett asked with a serene expression on his face, like he expected something weird to happen.
"I downed an entire keg and I feel great now." Ambrose revealed.
"Oh you downed a keg- WHAT?! How can you drink so much?!" Out of all of the crazy things that Ambrose had said to him so far, this might have been at the top.
"Apparently our tolerance to alcohol is extremely high." Ambrose said as he grabbed another beer.
"Hey everybody! Brett's going to do a keg stand!" Ambrose suddenly shouted into the crowd.
"LETS GO BRETT!"
"FUCK YEAH!"
Ambrose also started chanting.
The crowd instantly became rowdy as Brett was getting hyped up. Feeling that he had to do it now, Brett had someone hold his legs up for the keg stand.
"CHUG!"
"CHUG!"
"CHUG!"
After 10 seconds, Brett got down and threw his hands up in the air; "HELL YEAH!"
The place instantly became louder than ever before.
Ambrose watched from the side and just shook his head.
'I might grab another keg for myself later.' Ambrose thought to himself. He looked at the time and figured that Madison would have arrived by now in her Kubber ride. He decided to walk to the front of the mansion to look for her.
DING!
Ambrose heard his phone chime, signaling that he had received a text.
[Madison: I'm here.]
[Madison: Where are you?]
[Hold on.]
CLICK!
Ambrose opened the front door and Madison stood there wearing her signature oversized coat but this time with the addition of earmuffs. That, coupled with here rosy cheeks from the cold made her look extra cute on this particular night. Even Ambrose, who usually never thought about his best friend like that couldn't help but stare.
"What?" Madison looked away as her cheeks started heating up from his gaze.
Ambrose was stunned as that was the first time he had so blatantly stared at her; "Sorry."
He then quickly turned around and signaled with his hand for her to follow him. They made their way to the party and many eyes soon fell onto them. Madison was the school beauty and Ambrose was apparently friends with Brett, who was slowly gaining back his popularity. Not only that, but Ambrose's handsome looks were recently being noticed by the ladies. Though, he had an unapproachable aura always surrounding him so not one of them ever really came too close to him.
"Do you want a drink?" Ambrose asked her.
"Sure."
Ambrose went to get her a drink from one of the kegs. Out of the four that were brought out by him and Brett, 2 were basically empty. There were many students who were drunk, or on the verge of being drunk, especially the freshmen.
Ambrose just shook his head. Freshmen were always like that, they either drank too much and cause a scene or they barely drink at all. There is no in between.
'I wonder what would happen when a Werewolf gets plastered?' It wasn't just a random thought. He wanted to know if he could get wasted tonight and be fine, or if he would go on a killing spree. When he thought about it even more, he realized that he didn't even know that he could get drunk. The keg only made him loosen up a bit but that was about it.
'Thoughts for another time.' Ambrose said to himself as he brought a beer back to Madison.
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Inside the mansion, there was a skinny figure trying to locate a bathroom.
"Ahh! This place is so big!" The skinny figure said in a nervous voice. The figure was a boy, more precisely a freshman. His name was Simon, it was his first time going to a party, even though he wasn't on the invite list. The only reason the invite list even existed was because Brett knew it would spread to certain social circles all over school, prompting more people to show up. Somehow, the little freshman had been told about the party and decided to go.
After having one to many beers, Simon had to relieve himself and went on his quest for a toilet. He had actually found one on the first floor but it was locked, so he made his way up the grand staircase.
After staggering to the top of the staircase, Simon felt his world spinning and then started falling.
BANG!
CRACK!
Simon laid motionlessly at the bottom of the stairs in an unknown condition.