The Ghost's Festival [OPEN] [SITE EVENT]

Keirsta had seen that the two obviously had hit something off, or did know each other, so with a silent shrug she decided to end the feeling of awkwardness she had. "So I'll... talk to you all later then?" Her somewhat slutty Umbreon outfit had started to get uncomfortable, and she had no clue how much time had gone by with all the beer she had been drinking. Stashing a huge box full of Corona, she grabbed it and stashed it behind whatever she could find for her later use. Hey, how often did you get free beer?

Hit something off? What? Preston was just trying to make sure that his prude, buzzed roommate wasn't going to send a lazerbeam towering through the entire school? That might break a few things or hurt someone a bit, just a little. "Oh, see 'ya..." The young man watched as she stepped away with an awkward expression on her face, moving back towards the tables and grabbing for the Corona. Damn, was he pretty disappointed in that moment. Sure, she kinda had a weird interest in his siblings - his brother especially, but that Umbreon suit was top notch; maybe she had a few games on her as well - erm... Not that he'd want to battle her or anything. No, he was absolutely disappointed because she was smoking hot. That was the only reason and nothing else.

With most of Kayla's electricity zapped away, the Autumn gave little effort of holding unto her as she swung herself out of his grasp. It was easy for him to ignore the harsh look that she gave him, saying nothing and simply reaching for his drink again as she spun around, forcing herself to down a can or two to try and drown out the imagine. A distasteful look appeared on his on face. She'd already scared Keirsta away. Was he going to have to look out for her all night?
Now as completely bad as it sounded, it was easy for Preston to spot out a light-weighted girl when he saw one, and the Pikachu was already starting to sway as she stood. He knew he told her to have a drink, but he assumed it'd make her relax, not turn her dizzy already. "Do you know what you're doing?" He leaned over closer to her, just to make sure she heard him over the sounds of the party and the music.


Yeah, dancing was a pretty terrible idea - he thought as he pulled himself away from the counter, but Jason had already offered. And she'd already said yes, maybe a bit too happily. It was too late to back away from that now, wasn't it? "Great! I love this song." He smiled, offering Spectra his hand and trying to take a few steps backwards towards where all the tables were cleared out of the middle of the room; trying because he had to face forward again after nearly tripping on a chair and falling back like the smooth motherfucker that he was.

Spectra grinned and took his hand. Turning around, she was led to a clearer area. Suddenly remembering she was a failure at dancing, her face paled slightly. Shaking her head briskly, the girl let herself get pulled along.

Eh? She was leaving? Kayla only managed a brusque nod of acknowledgement before she went back to her beer. At least now she didn't have to hear anymore stupid chatter about Pokémon or Ireland anymore. Another sip in small celebration. Another. Another. Anot— oh, fuck it. She tipped it back, chugging half of it down before she pulled away, screwing up her face and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Bitter. Disgusting. Why was she standing around here anyways? If there really were no teachers in the school tonight, then she could be doing anything... Instead, she was here. Kayla stared down at the label on the can in her hand. Oh. He drinks this. She stared and stared, lost in thought, when his voice cut through all the din and the music and jerked her out of her thoughts.

"Huh?" She swayed as she turned her head a little too fast, blinking. Her head felt funny, and he was leaning too close. Kayla made a face, looked down, took one last swig of beer, and let it fall to the floor. When she stomped it, lightning rippled up her leg and sparks shot out from her sneakers. "Do I look like a little kid to you? What's there to know?" she slurred, snatching a different branded can from the table and turning to look at him again. How dare he, honestly? A cluster of sparks crackled in the air around her head to highlight her annoyance. Of course I know what I'm doing.