Post by ★ lysander on Dec 14, 2015 14:32:07 GMT
Jonah spent far too many nights alone staring at his phone. Usually the culprit was something dumb like candy crush or a candy crush rip-off with cute 2d boys instead of candy (though you could argue it was eye-candy)— but tonight the perpetrator was something completely different. First off, because he was, in fact, not alone tonight. He was at a party. A casual house party with plenty of booze and loud, obnoxious music, complete with a bunch of drunk party-goers dancing badly to it. Jonah usually liked parties, but in truth, he never was the sort to get up on the table and lipsync to some bad 90's boy band hit (as one guy was doing right now)— Jonah liked his subtlety. Usually, he'd find some comfy place on a couch between two attractive males and be quite content flirting with them for the entirety of the night.
The problem was that there were no such attractive males. At least, not here and not right now. He hadn't quite perused his selection yet— instead, he was staring at his phone, waiting for a text message. Alan promised he'd join in this time, but as far as Jonah was concerned, it seemed like he flaked out yet again. Jonah grimaced, sliding his phone back into his pocket as he got up to get something to drink. Preferably with alcohol in it. While up, he scanned the room, blinking as someone caught his eye.
These parties that he went to were usually populated with his sort— people with loose morals who partied in order to forget whatever the hell was eating them. Combined with alcohol, often these parties led to, uh, fucking. In truth, Jonah came here exactly to do that— get fucked, that is. And so to see someone who clearly still had their virginity was very interesting indeed— in fact, the boy Jonah was eyeing stuck out like a sore thumb.
Jonah waved at the unfamiliar face across the room, calling out. "Hey, you! Haven't seen you around before— this your first time here?"
Ears and tail still, huh. He'd lost his long, long ago.
