House Party

[Gideon]

Gideon sipped his drink, watching the chaos around him with slitted eyes, and considered when things had started getting weird. Before the orgy, or after? People were just upping and leaving, and he felt the undeniable urge to tag along after, like the world’s shittest conga line. In fact sticking around felt like a terrible idea. Fortunately Gideon was used to ignoring every sensible instinct, so for now he only frowned. Oh, and considered whether he ought to make some effort to track down his cousin, who he definitely hadn’t seen amongst those traipsing out. Except fighting against the crowd seemed like effort, and he could watch for Liam from here.