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Chapter 202 by Fiend21 Fiend21

What's next?

Go get prepared

After quickly getting changed, you meet up with the lads in the back, explaining your situation. Ever the good friends, they quickly agree and head off to gather what they can. You and Daniel race into town to grab ****, while Ben and Lukas head off to the local dealer.

Your initial expectations of two bags of grass, 75 pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls proves to be overly optimistic. Instead, you manage to get a big bag of weed, some beers and a metric shit ton of rum. You stick to the shadowy corner of the school, smoking a cigarette as you watch the parents slowly head off. Thankfully, the drama teacher is left exhausted after a long night of work, and quickly heads to bed after bidding the cast and crew goodnight, allowing you and the lads to head in, bringing your rum.

Caoimhe and the rest of the girls have already set up the projector, with the opening scenes of Chicago playing. Most of the pizza has already been divided up among the girls, but you could hardly give a shit as you begin to enjoy yourself. Thankfully, drama nerds tend to enjoy smoking weed and can be easily peer pressured into drinking lots of rum, so the festivities are enjoyable. Everyone's in high spirits after the nights success, and there's plenty of laughter, chat and fun had over the next few hours, and since they're all nerds, there's barely even any mess caused. Eventually, your male friends depart. Daniel passes out on the grass outside after attempting to best Ben in a drinking contest. Celebrating his victory, a drunken Ben heads off with Debbie to go... "celebrate" in some other fashion. Finally, you see Lukas slip off from the party with a few of the crew who worked on lighting and sets, no doubt making some grandiose promises that will fail to impress.

Eventually, it's time to close up. Finishing off your bottle of rum, you let out a loud burp, rubbing your eyes. You wonder for a moment if you'd briefly fallen asleep from the heavy drinking, looking up to see the closing scenes from La La Land.

"Christ, I'm drunk," you sigh. "That was fun."

Suddenly, you hear a voice from behind you, perking up your ears.

"Hey... now that the dust is settled, do you want to go have some fun?"

Swiveling around, you look to see who it is that's there.

Who is it?

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