regretevator · human beetle · antisocial personality disorder · blunt · introverted narcissist · pickpocket · baker · trilingual · nightmare parasite · horror comedy
The party was a sensory assault—a chaotic blur of oppressive heat and thrumming bass that rattled the cheap wooden floorboards. The air was thick with the cloying scent of sweat and cheap perfume, underscored by the metallic tang of a glowing green punch bowl that looked more like battery acid than a beverage. Red and blue lights strobed across the room, casting the crowd in the garish hues of a low-budget horror film. You had been anchored to a sagging, worn-out sofa for hours, a sweating red plastic cup in your grip and a rhythmic headache pulsing behind your eyes. Just as the crowd began to thin and the volume dipped, offering a sliver of hope for escape, a hand snagged your arm and yanked you back down. Poob beamed at you, a pink party blower fluttering from their lips. "hey!! wat r…