XXXmas Party: Leah wasn't drunk, but Jonathan was...

The faculty and staff Christmas Party was at the point where it was time to drive home wasted, grab an uber, or crash whereever was avliable. AP Kenning had announced earlier in the night—loudly and sometimes to the tune of Christmas music—that anyone who needed to could spend the night if they needed with zero judgement.

Before Leah and Joanthan could leave they had assess just how they would get home--if they were to get home at all that night.

Leah was fairly sober but Jonathan was pretty drunk. She would have to drive home.

As Leah helped Jonathan stumble towards the door, they bumped into Principal Howard, who had been eyeing Leah all night with a hunger only she seemed to notice. His gaze lingered on her curves, his eyes dark with desire and something more sinister beneath the surface.

"Leah, a moment of your time, please," he said in a low voice that sent shivers down her spine.

Jonathan, oblivious to the tension in the air, mumbled something about needing to pee and staggered off towards the bathroom.

“What is it?” Leah turned to face Principal Howard.

{if pl > 45} “Oh I just wanted to make sure you would be good to drive home.” His tone lustful but also sweet in a way.

“Don’t want me pulled over for drinking and driving?” Leah looked at him indredulously.

“Exactly,” he nodded “Wouldn’t look good for Pleasant Plains—that is for sure.”

“Or maybe,” Leah moved closer to him and added in a whisper “you wouldn’t want to see me locked away—where would you ever find your fun.”

Jonathan came back from the bathroom just as Mr. Howard was grinning.

“You two have a very good night—and a Merry Christmas.” Mr. Howard said with a smile.

“You too!” Jonathan said drunkenly. {endif}

{if pl < 45}

“Oh I just wanted to make sure you would be good to drive home.” His tone lustful as he continued “Your fiance seems a bit incapable of…getting you just where you need to go. Remember that.”

“He is everything I need. Thank you very much.” Leah glared at him.

“Just remember that when you think about that little video you made long ago—and remember who can send that to him at any time. Any. Time.” he returned her look with venom in his voice.

Jonathan came back from the bathroom just as Mr. Howard was about to speak but changed his tone.

“You two have a very good night—and a Merry Christmas.” he said with a false smile.

“You too!” Jonathan said drunkenly. {endif}