To Dance or Not To Dance {Private}

[Faye]

A smile slipped onto his lips, he felt numb all over for some reason and his thirst kept coming back to him even after his three drinks he had downed from before. He gulped back half of the one he had with him at that moment before striking up conversation with Matthew.

"Ah... this is like... Better than coffee.."

What?

What the hell did he just say!?

Usually he would be craving a cup of coffee by now and would turn down anything else until he got that cup. But now... this drink was overpowering him in a way. Each time he blinked it seemed like his vision was blurring slowly from the corners of his vision and the room was looking a little lopsided.

Um..

[Nicolette]

Matt froze as he looked at the male next to him. That line sounded all too familiar...

Katherine pushed her way through the crowd in search of Jakob. Nickolaus had been sick and she wasn't quite enjoying the party going on. She finally found the older male and instead of a cup of coffee in his hands, he had a bottle of beer and he grinned over at her.

"Kat! You should try this shit! It's, like, better than coffee!"

Matt leaned forward and took in the scent Sven gave off. He grimaced as he realized the scent. He stood from his chair and grabbed the older male by the upper arm.

"We're leaving."

[Faye]

Sven had gone off into his own little world while he awaited Matthew's sweet voice-- wait, what? That was... different, he didn't normally think like that. Normally he just found that Matthew's voice was well... Matthew's voice, there was nothing sweet about it, nothing alluring... But now, what the hell?

His attention was slowly turned back to Matthew who was saying that they were leaving. Why? "Aww... but it's only just starting..." He complained like a child, "Besides, I want another drink," He said, standing up but staggered backwards from the signals not getting to his mind fast enough.

[Nicolette]

Matt was torn; he wasn't sure what to do that this point. Part of him wanted to run right over to Nicolette and tell her he thought there was something wrong with the punch while the other half of him felt the urge to get Sven out of the dance as soon as he could. The second urge became stronger when the other complained about wanting more to drink.

The shorter of the two grabbed the drink and set it down on the table before reaching out with two hands in order to keep the taller male on his feet. With a frown, he took Sven's wrist and began to lead him out of the gymnasium. It would look suspicious if he took him out the front entrance, where he was sure some chaperones happened to be and more people to witness.

If he could get the Vice President through the halls of the school, out the front door, and headed for the dormitories, things should be fine. He tugged at the male's wrist, urging him away from the festivities and pushing open the door to the halls as he led the male away. He continued down the empty hall lit by moonlight, his eyes scanning for the intersecting hall that would lead them to the front entrance.

[Faye]

Sven stood there, swaying backwards and forwards as he felt Matthew place both of his hands around his body for some strange reason. "What are you doing... I want another driiiiiink..." He whined, continuing to sort of act a bit like a child in a supermarket who wasn't getting the lolly he wanted. Strange and a complete one-eighty turn for the Vice-President.

Before he knew it he had been lead out into the halls, out of sight from everyone else, he was being led from Matthew. Where was his drink?

"Matthew~! Where are we going?" His words were slurred a bit, especially near the end of his sentence. Still, he had no idea what was going on and he felt the need to move a little slower since the room was beginning to fall underneath him a bit as he walked. So he stopped, trying to regain his balance which he already had, physically, but mentally, he felt like he was going to fall over. "Hang on... I just wanna... stand up right..." He put both arms out beside him for balance and slowly tried to get rid of the dizzy looking room.

[Nicolette]

Matt complied to his room mate's wishes to stop for a moment while he tried to mentally regain his balance. He was swaying a little and this worried the smaller student. He moved forward, trying to help him regain his balance.

"Here... Put an arm around me. It'll be easier for you to walk that way and I can lead you back to the dorm room easier."

[Faye]

A few moments later, Sven gave up trying to regain his mental balance and placed an arm around Matthew, it felt strange since he was so much shorter than him but it gave him a sense of security while he walked along the swaying ground. Well, at least he thought it was moving. "Aww... whaaaat... why are we going back thereee..." Again, he whined childishly. He wanted to go back and enjoy the night with a nice fifth drink from the delightful punch~

[Nicolette]

Could the male not see how shit faced he had become after only a few drinks?! Matt wondered how well the older male could hold his liquor... Obviously he was a bit of a light weight when it came to drinking, unless the alcohol had been very strong. He wasn't sure which.

The idol supported his room mate against his smaller form, turning his head up to look at the male. "You're drunk. You're in no condition to go back to that dance. I'm sure someone would have your ass for drinking, whether it was your fault or not."

The intersecting hallway was close. They turned the corner, Matt taking a slightly slower pace than before so he could try to support Sven and help him walk at the same time.

[Faye]

Sven walked slowly with Matthew, clutching Matthew's jacket tightly, he felt like he was just going to trip over or at least the floor looked like it was going to fall out from under him. Then something Matthew said triggered some sense to fall back into his mind, "What? I am not drunk!" He denied, feeling a little embarrassed. The way he was feeling matched everything someone felt when they were drunk.

How though...?

Oh crap.

The punch.

"...It was that punch.."

[Nicolette]

Matt rolled his eyes at the male's first comment and continued to lead him away from the school as they made their way to the path that led them toward the dormitories. It wasn't until they reached the lobby of the east dormitories that Sven realized that it had been the punch that had gotten him drunk.

With a roll of his eyes, he turned his attention to the male next to him. He felt a surge of disappointment flow through him. Seriously, could the guy not tell that there was something weird about the punch? Maybe it was just the stress from having been forced to the dance, or maybe it was the stress from having to practically carry Sven all the way from the damned dance back to the dormitories because the guy was drunk... Whatever the reason, he was stressed.

"And you call yourself the Student Council Vice President? You couldn't even tell the punch was spiked?" He snapped a little, his eye twitching slightly.

He may really like the guy... But Matt could only take so much stress in one evening.

[Faye]

Sven continued to whine and complain like a little kid not getting what he wants but something that Matthew said next made him snap a little on the inside. He felt numb all over so the sudden surge of frustration didn't turn him into a black cat, instead fire burned within his red eyes and he turned to Matthew, "Don't talk to me like that," He bit back, hard. His voice took a different turn and was now flooded with poison and frustration dripping from it.

He had no idea what was going on with his mind but all he could think about was how angry he was for being insulted like that.

Being called a failure.

[Nicolette]

They were moving down one of the halls that led to one of the elevators. Matt turned to glare up at Sven when he snapped back. Naturally, he should have been a bit afraid of the dark tone of the other male.

"Who are you to tell me how to speak to you? Last I checked, you owe me big time. You owe me even more now that I've dragged your drunken ass back here."

[Faye]

The anger continued to rage through him, how dare Matthew speak to him like that! He should know better than to talk to the Student Counci Vice-President like that! he knew full well he had forced him to to come to the dance but he had only asked nicely, he didn't actualy have to come, nor did he have to drag him back to the dorm!

"Look," He snapped harshly back, but something snapped even more and he found himself facing Matthew whow as now slammed up against the wall, Sven's arm against his throat, "You didn't have to do that, you don't have to do anything form me, and you especially don't have the right to talk to me like that! I didn't know the punch was spiked!!"

[Nicolette]

Matt grit hit teeth as he glared, but his eyes suddenly widened and he let out a small cry as he was slammed up against the wall behind him. Sven was strong. He grit his teeth and squirmed against the older male, trying to free himself from the male's hold against his neck.

He pulled his hands up, trying to grab at Sven's arm and trying to pull it away. Matt felt panic well up in his chest; Sven's arm against his neck was making it harder to breathe.

"I...I did it... Because..." He let out a small cough, trying to take in some more air. "Because... I... I fucking care... You fucking douchebag..."

[Faye]

On a pure whim, Sven pushed harder against Matthew, pushing further into the wall, if it was possible. He couldn't see straight, all he could see was the rage burning inside of him. Blind rage, to be precise. He just wanted to teach him a lesson for talking to him like that! To..

Wait..

What was he doing?

His hold loosened so Matthew could breathe and he stumbled backwards, his eyes wide with the realisation of what he was doing. His whole body shook, watching Matthew, scared and coughing to try breathe.

With that he ran off down the hall, out of sight.