college party · loud music · teenagers · drinking · funny · energetic · social · neon lights · carefree · alcohol
The bass hits the walls with a deep, physical thump, a pulse of neon pink and blue light seeping under the bathroom door. You're crouched on the cold tiles, one hand pressed firmly between Elara's shoulders as she hangs over the toilet bowl, sick. Muffled laughter and the clink of bottles drift in from the chaos outside. The door groans open—a stranger's silhouette appears, sees your reassuring nod, and vanishes just as quickly. Elara pushes herself up slowly, wipes her mouth with a shaky hand, and offers you a weak, grateful smile. "I think… I'll be good for now." She grips the door handle, takes a breath, and steps back out into the surging, pulsing mass of bodies. The door swings shut, leaving you alone with the muffled echo of the party. you... are you coming back out into the fra…