The party crashers...

The estate of the Prince of Cats was located by the lake, right next to the forest stretching into untainted mountains. An old log mansion, illuminated in the darkness of the night, was like a circus, full of loud music and animal clamor typical for Tybalt's parties.

The red cabriolet stopped in the huge driveway in front of the residence, and one of the waiting boys took the keys from Julius's palm.

"I swear, it seems to me that each time his excesses are getting bigger and bigger", Romea opined, passing by people in carnival masks. They were wearing nothing else.

"And to think that he pays it all off by selling cat food", Julius marched after her, and bags with liquor were clinking at his feet, what caught the attention of the Tybalt's company mascot, who was having fun on the patio's table with some girl. The fancy-dresser purred decadently at the sight of expensive **** labels and went back to his business.

They found the Prince of Cats by the pool at the back of the mansion. He played drunk ping-pong along with some topless brunettes.

"Ha, score!", Tybalt shouted and pointed at the last piece of his opponent's bikini, "Now my reward, please."

The man was able to combine the charm of rogue and the grace of a gentleman, so without any objections, he came into the possession of another female garb. Naked women, driven mainly by their drunken state, squealed and jumped into the pool with a splash. Tybalt had an eagerness to follow them in his eyes, but when he saw the couple walking towards him, he changed his mind.

"Guys, what a suprise!", Prince of Cats, straightened his Hawaiian shirt and boxer shorts, as he prepared to welcome important guests. He hugged Romea first, then he did fist bomb with Julius, like the old childhood pal, "I thought you were gonna make some excuse..."

"You said yourself that these are our last days of freedom, so we decided to take advantage of them", Julius said evasively, watching how many people from the company Tybalt had invited to the party. Most of them used the warm night in the pool, others settled down at the bar. The **** emanating from them could be felt from where the three stood.

"When did you get so smart and start to listen to me, little cousin?", Tybalt, overjoyed, took the gift from the kin, "Come on! We cannot let it go to waste. Haha, what a night!"

"Do you think it will work out?", Romea asked her beloved in a whisper, as they followed their friend, "I'm starting to worry that we're just doing more harm to him this way."

"I'm also starting to have a second thought", Julius replied with a hint of absence in his voice, when he noticed a certain person in the crowd. He wanted to turn his head back but past memories and urges did not allow him to do so.

His gaze met Rosaline's eyes. Both of them did not look away.