Hufflepuff Pride
Apr. 20th, 2013 01:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgalleryWoke up super early, for having gotten to bed around 4, but got shit done. Hit the gym, got groceries, ate breakfast...then crashed. Napped for 3 hours. I was worried, because Tim is moving any day now, and wanted a ride form the new marina to the old one to get his car. But I didn't even have a text from him.
Marcus' party was happening at 8, and I was pretty eager to show up in Hufflepuff Pride colors. I was one of two people who did. The food was pretty ridiculously limited - a bowl of chips and a Ritz vegetable platter. The booze was similarly absurd - he'd made "PolyJuice": juice, rum, sprite. Mine was the only actual bottle of vodka until other folks showed up, and there were no diet mixers until someone went and got them. I chatted with a young lady who was in CI just before me. She was in for all of a year, which tells me she's a failure, but we had a great time discussing music. Eventually, the whole crowd moved to Pecs. A tall, attractive man named Stephen, who'd started chatting with me at the party sat on a stool next to me, started rubbing my leg. Another party goer kept talking to me, telling me over and over how I wasn't his type, but refusing to stop cockblocking. I had to piss at some point, and ran into a very drunk Marcus in the bathroom. He took that opportunity to try to make out with me, and tell me he wanted to "worship" me. I mumbled something approaching a "thank you" and bolted. One of the other attendees was piss drunk and got kicked out. Of Pecs. The whole party moved back to the apartment, drunk boy passed out on the couch, occasionally waking up to vomit into the bucket they'd put beside him. The tall guy I had been chatting with fell asleep on the floor, and I laid next to him. Woke up at 4:30, went home and back to sleep.
Marcus' party was happening at 8, and I was pretty eager to show up in Hufflepuff Pride colors. I was one of two people who did. The food was pretty ridiculously limited - a bowl of chips and a Ritz vegetable platter. The booze was similarly absurd - he'd made "PolyJuice": juice, rum, sprite. Mine was the only actual bottle of vodka until other folks showed up, and there were no diet mixers until someone went and got them. I chatted with a young lady who was in CI just before me. She was in for all of a year, which tells me she's a failure, but we had a great time discussing music. Eventually, the whole crowd moved to Pecs. A tall, attractive man named Stephen, who'd started chatting with me at the party sat on a stool next to me, started rubbing my leg. Another party goer kept talking to me, telling me over and over how I wasn't his type, but refusing to stop cockblocking. I had to piss at some point, and ran into a very drunk Marcus in the bathroom. He took that opportunity to try to make out with me, and tell me he wanted to "worship" me. I mumbled something approaching a "thank you" and bolted. One of the other attendees was piss drunk and got kicked out. Of Pecs. The whole party moved back to the apartment, drunk boy passed out on the couch, occasionally waking up to vomit into the bucket they'd put beside him. The tall guy I had been chatting with fell asleep on the floor, and I laid next to him. Woke up at 4:30, went home and back to sleep.
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