"Oh man" Sim threw his head back in praise of whatever god was up there. "I gotta feeling, that tonight's gonna be a good night" he sang, his attention being captured by a couple of girls in pastel colours walking past them. "Shit dude, I can't even tell if any of these girls are freshmen. I can't fuck a frehsman, bro."
"Brushing a tit, that's fine, but actually fucking a freshman? Dude my brother is a freshman. That's just wrong." All the same, he nodded at the two young ladies, one with too much glitter eye makeup and the other smelling strongly of...buttscotch?
"Rule number one about girls, Sim. Never think about your family. Ever." He made a serious face at his friend.
"I know it's like saying 'don't think about elephant's-- but you're better off if you just block it out of your mind, dude."
Turning his attention to the girls and away from the conversation as there was nothing further to discuss, he laid on the charm. Nobody could say Gray wasn't a good wing-man. ...When he wanted to be.
"Did you girls know that my buddy here tried out for the Lalaurie Quodpot team, but we had to turn him down because he was just too good? Guy makes us look bad!"
Sim nodded, pretending to look modest. "Oh Gray, stop. It's true but stop." Of course it was a lie, Sim only ever played Muggle sports, but it was basically the same thing.
"Here's a story for you ladies. Just the other day Gray rescued this little kitten. It was uh, stuck up a tree. But he just climbed up there, pretty dangerous, dude."
"What can I say? I just love animals." Gray shrugged, "But this guy? He's the real hero! He kept that kitten and took care of it until the shelter could find its original owners. Now if that isn't completely selfless, I don't know what is!"
Nevermind that there was no kitten, because it would have died in their mess of a room.
Died like any other living creature brought into their room. Sim sighed andshook his head, putting an arm around Gray and giving him a brotherly hug. "What can I say" he said, his gaze following the backless dress of another girl off to the side.
'How about you stop looking at that girl's ass when you're talking to me?' The girl who smelled of too much perfume sneered and dragged her friend off with her.
Gray was disappointed.
"Dude!" Gray sighed sharply, pulling away from the 'brotherly hug', which was admittedly a little gay, and smacked Sim in the shoulder. "Focus!"
"Well hers is smaller than your ass!" He shouted after the two girls and then bursting out laughing.
"Oh don't sweat it" Sim said, nudging Gray in the ribs. "That one smelt gross. She was yours anyway." She gestured around them. "Bro, there's like, a million pairs of titties here tonight. Plenty more fish in the sea."
"You always call the hot ones" Sim said, outraged. He grabbed Gray by the neck and into a half nelson, messing up his hair, although he let him go before the girls spotted them.
"Well yeah, I'm better looking than yo--Ack!" Gray coughed when Sim let him go, and punched his friend's shoulder softly. Of course, there were girls to contend with, so it stopped there.
"Hey, did you ladies know that they won't let my buddy Sim on the Lalaurie Quodpot team because all the girls have crushes on him?"
Sim was just about to agree when one of the girls caught his eye. Ah, that was a sort of familiar face. A dance? Last year, maybe? Her name was Courtney, or Lisa. Something like that, and he was pretty sure he had been sick in her hair. And then had run away.
"Code red, code red!" Sim furiously whispered in Gray's ear, before suddenly the side of his face was wet. She'd chucked her drink at him and stalked away angrily. Sim laughed and wiped his face with his sleeve. "Dude there's punch in my ear."
"Agh, fuck. That shit burns my eyes!" Gray had come out of the beverage attack significantly less drenched than Sim had-- but he had been facing Lisa or Jessica or Veronica... whatever her name was AND standing right next to Sim. Whatever she was drinking was mulled, and had an assortment of spices in it.
"Dude," Gray still laughed, rubbing his eyes furiously. "What the hell was that? I totally missed that one."
Sim tried to slap the punch out of his ear and sighed, still giggling. "She's just being prissy cuz I ralphed in her hair once. Not even food, it was just booze." He shook his head. "Some people are so touchy!"
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