@ American
Taven Jackson didn't know what to do with himself.
His house was full of practical strangers, and nearly every single one of them was drunk. There were some cheers as some kids jumped off the balcony into his pool. Taven shook his head and stood outside, watching all of these random people destroying his house. He really didn't mean for the party to get huge, but that's what happens when you tell everyone your parents are out of town for the next two weeks. He figured he would be stuck in eternal party mode for about that long. At least it meant he didn't have to be alone.
Arizona wandered around the big house, alone. She thought it would be fun to meet up with a couple friends from school here, but so far she hadn't seen anyone she knew. She sipped from her red solo cup, scrunching her nose at the taste. It was straight whiskey, no mixer or anything, and she had a cup full of it.
What a night, she thought. Luckily she was only two blocks away, an easy walk. Though it was chilly, she was certain that if she was drunk enough, she would barely feel the cold biting at her legs.