Cupid's Twain

One Thursday night....

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On the dance floor, sweaty, drunken teens coiled tightly together as they jumped to the base of the music.

At one dangerous corner of the hall, sat four intoxicated highschool, senior class boys, chatting and laughing without a care in the world.

"Dude, your mom's gonna freak out when she finds out you're...HICCUP not at home...HICCUP, and it's past bedtime", Lucas, one of the boys said, the other two laughed, as the 'one' they were referring to was busy, gulping down his bottle of vodka.

"How dare you..HICCUP miss mommy's goodnight kiss?"..HICCUP Jerry muttered, making some nasty kissing sounds...the three of 'em bursted out laughing.

"You shouldn't be worried about me..my mom's not gonna notice my absence...HICCUP worry about our dear Jerry, HICCUP his mom's temper would pull the building down". The 'one' they mocked, blurted as he smirked, they all turned to look at Jerry and bursted out in laughter again, except Jerry who pouted.

"I'll use the restroom", Aiden, the one who had gained the pleasure of satisfaction by directing their mocking efforts to Jerry, stood up and staggered away.

"That dude's wasted, someone should go with him before he kills himself", Carlos said...he was the only one still sane but a lil bit drunk. He glanced at Lucas to Jerry then hissed, "y'all are wasted".

"I'mma go get some HICCUP fun with the ladies", HICCUP Jerry said, pointing to a group of girls who giggled and chirped, looking at their direction. He also staggered away.

"Man whore!", Carlos hissed.

Aiden staggered on, till he got to the door of the restroom, he tried the handle, but it was locked,...again...it didn't budge, then he kicked the door angrily. Click! The door swung open and a girl came out, she squinted her eyes as she looked up at him in confusion...

"The gent's that way", she pointed to her left. "This is HICCUP for the ladies"

He eyed her, head to toe...her hair was messy and she reeked of liquor, he leaned closer to her and sniffed her hair..."Marshmallow", he said huskily before looking down at the tiny piece of clothing she was putting on. He brought his face up to scan her facial expression....

Even with the dimmed light, he could see stains of tears. He couldn't decipher her expression as she just stood there, right in front of him, like a log of wood..not saying anything, not even taking her eyes away from his. Such courage! He thought, leaning in much more closer to her for a smooch, she didn't back away or seem to reject him, so he locked his lips with hers....