"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!"
The screams and hollers as Ben finally downed that last full glass of vodka was intoxicating. His pupils dilated and the green of his eyes intensified, as the alcohol rushed through his veins. A feeling he craved , a feeling he has always loved. Being the center of Attention was his thing, and making the crowd go wild, was even better. A talent he learned through many years of fake i.d's and fake, fucked up girlfriends.
"Another Glass please!" Ben yelled at the bar tender, eager to sense more.
And with that another cheer. He could see the strangers line up from outside the bar, eyes filled with awe and confusion. Nothing to par-usual for Ben. This is what he lived for. This was who he was. Music echo'd throughout the basement convent, as sweaty bodies dodged and slid there ways inside. Dancing up and down, grinding back and forth. The smell of stingy, regretful, mistake ridden sex filled the air. As much as he loved the atmosphere , the bathroom called. So he handed a drink to a friend and made way to the men's bathroom. A bright sign with a penis on it marked the way as he stepped inside. This place wasn't his normal joint , as he usually hung out at his father's bar. But sense he was invited by an anonymous person, given v.i.p access. He couldn't resist the temptation.
He meandered around before stopping at the sinks, lined up in a row. A large mirror above them, mocking his reflection. He had bags under his eyes and the blonde that once adorned his hair was fading. A striped jacket he got as a birthday present from his mother was now stained and holey. His bagged jeans hung down his ass, boxers showing. Nothing but class.
"I look like shit man." Ben remarked before turning away from the mirror and taking out his phone from his right back pocket. Texting his old ex, Rebecca. They had continued to be friends, though he still feels guilty. A bad mistake ended a relationship he never new he really had till now. Nothing like the stench of failure to brighten the mood.
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Name: Benedict Jessinn
Age: 22
Height: 6'3"
Body Type: Thin & Boney
Demi-God Parent: Dionysus
Personality: Party animal, wild, careless, free, regretful, unusual, patient, alcoholic, druggie, commitment issues, sex addict, caring, loner, random, immature
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