The Clooney Estate

[Danny Dubois]

Danny reached for Jett's hand... just as he pulled away. Wow that was awkward, seeing as he had been so close and because Jett walked away, Danny flipped onto his face. Hitting the ground with a loud 'oomph', Dannh pushed up onto his knees and eventually stood.

"Don't worry, I'm okay," he said in a sarcastic tone as he hobbled to Jett and grabbed his shoulder support. He wasn't that drunk yet, just dizzy from standing up too fast. "Will you poor me something? I don't wanna spill everywhere," he said after a minute as the approached the kitchen.

After reaching the counter, Danny put his face up against Jett's ear. "You look really great tonight," he whispered before quickly withdrawing and looking back to the drinks.

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He didn't mind one bit that Danny was using him for support, but he couldn't help but think that it was because he had been drinking. But neither of them had had that much yet, unless Danny was just a really really bad lightweight. Jett was trying to balance his weight, his drink and the stolen hat and still walk them both to the kitchen. When they'd made it, he let Danny rest against the counter, not even noticing the other people until he was turned around. Was that... was that Raine? Damn, hooker. She looked hot though, so props to her.

He nodded and went to pour their drinks. He wasn't sure if this is what Danny had had before, but he wanted him to try it. Quickly, he returned with his drink and handed it over. "Drank a lil' drank, smoke a lil' smoke." Jett said, shaking his head with a goofy face as he stood in front of him. He leaned in to Danny when he whispered something about how he looked and pulled back smiling with that 'oh stop' face. He felt a hand on his shoulder and saw one on Danny's and then Jack's face inbetween them. "Did someone saw smoke a lil' smoke?" Jack asked, letting a ziplock with clumpy green shit in it roll from his hand. "You two down? Yes? To the backyard!"

Jett looked at Jack, the bag, and then Danny. He'd never in his life smoked anything other than maybe three cigarettes but it Danny wanted to, he would tag along. Shrugging, he waited for his boyfriend to make the first move.

[Lucinda Jordan]

Lulu stumbled a little as she stood -- the alcohol beginning to affect the rest of her body, as she'd been sitting down for most of the time she was consuming it, "Whoa," she laughed at herself, clinging onto Ben to keep her balance and smiling up at him, adjusting his jacket on her as she fixed it so that her arms were through the sleeves now, "you're so warm baby," she nuzzled her head into his chest for a second and then leaned up to kiss him again, then giggling, "you taste like weed." she scrunched her nose, then nodded when he asked if she wanted another drink.

"Yes, yes, I want another drink," Lulu nodded, though tried not to move her head so much as she could barely stand up straight without feeling a little dizzy, "I want another shot... or a beer... or a something," she traced a finger down his chest, then laughed, "I want you."

[Danny Dubois]

Danny took the drink from Jett's hand with a smile and a wink just as Jack was grabbing his shoulder. At first Danny was a little mad, seeing as he was clearly (clearly) working his magic on Jett over here. But when the boy held up that bag, a smile broke across Danny's face and he looked back to Jett, tilting his head to the side. "Ever done it?" He asked him, almost certain his answer would be no. Jett didn't seem like the pot smoking type. He didn't even really seem like.. okay no, he seemed like a drinker. But definitely not a smoker.

Taking Jett's hand in his free hand, Danny guided him to follow Jack into the backyard.

(I'm lazy so here goes Baker)

Taking Jack's offer, Baker leaned down over a cooler and grabbed another bottle of beer. Straightening up, he looked from it to the cooler and back to it before leaning back down and grabbing another. He nodded to himself, feeling smart for grabbing two so he wouldn't have to come back when he finished the first. But what about when he finished the second?

Grab a third.

After taking a third and pressing it into his pocket, Baker looked up to notice Jack, Danny and Jett heading for the yard. Baker barely knew Jett, but he'd known Danny long enough to know that Jett was a friend. Curiosity getting the best of him, Baker put the second beer in his other pocket and headed into the backyard.

[Raine Gregory]

If her parents could see her right now then Raine would be literally dead. They would probably kill her and hide her body or say that it was some sort of a religious sacrifice to save her soul from Satan. Yeah, that would be probably what they would do and they wouldn't even think that maybe this had something to do with them. She was a disappointment! She only really got the breast implants because they wanted to bribe her into keeping her virtue and well.. her insecurities were hindering her life in ways that she didn't think was possible considering that it was only tiny boobs. Hell, if her parents knew how much that her boyfriend seemed to appreciate them then they would probably want to rip them off of her body even though she was paying them back for them which was why she was working. She was trying to support herself on some level by giving them money monthly to help pay off her plastic surgery, her food, birth control.. everything that she needed to survive basically.

She was working two jobs and she deserved this! She grabbed a bottle of beer and chugged about half of it before returning her attention to her handsome boyfriend. "Hey baby..." Her words were already slurring and she was obviously a complete and total lightweight. He would be wise to not let her drink anymore in the future. "You know what I've always wanted to do, Elliot?" She had this mischievous look in her eyes that had to scare him at least a little bit unless he was also wasted. Who knows what kind of twisted things could be going through her drunken head?

"I've always wanted to go to Jack's bedroom, strip naked and do such dirty things to you that he'd cry if he knew what happened.. That bed has never seen any action aside from him and his left hand." Okay so it was a little gross knowing that they'd be fucking on a surface that Jack could have jerked off on but whatever.. She wasn't thinking that far into it right now. "Do you have a condom?" She was grinding.. yep.. She was grinding against him like a slut.

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{ I'm mixing Jett and Jack because I, too, am lazy. }
{ also, this is the treehouse: najbardziej.com/wp-content/gallery/domki-na-drzewie/thumbs/thumbs_awesome-treehouse-10-580x773.jpg and thecastingdock.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/tree-house-1.jpg and this is Jack's bong xD 25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li1m8bS1YX1qhfkaio1_500.jpg }


He was kind of intimidated to say no to ever having smoked before, so he just shook his head and offered a tiny smile. Jett had gotten all tingly when Danny took his hand. Was he not scared if people saw? He was trying so hard not to let his smile come through his lips, but it was proving extremely difficult. He followed Jack and Danny into the backyard, which was almost as impressive as the house itself. It had an outdoor pool that connected under the outer wall to the indoor one, an unbelievable grill area and outdoor bar, and it looked like, maybe he was just dreaming, but Jack actually had one badass tree house that wasn't sized for little kids.

Jack had disappeared for a moment, which gave him and Danny some time as there weren't a lot of people outside, probably because of the chilly temperature. "Hey, Mr. Cuteface." He said, poking his index finger into Danny's chest, "We need to scout out that tree fort later." It wasn't too long of a time alone before Baker and his beers were joining them ,which reminded Jett that he had a full cup that needed to be drank. He hastily took two or three gulps before squinting his eyes and letting out a shallow cough. That was strong.

After a minute or so, Jack returned carrying with him a crazy colored glass thing that looked like an oddly shaped vase or something. Jett guess it was either the best drink glass ever, or a giant bong. "Alright you guys!" Jack shouted, probably not meaning to. Her elbowed Baker in the ribs and pointed into the yard. "To the Stoner Tree!" What?! Jett was ecstatic that they were heading to the tree house, even if he was scared f heights.

Once they had climbed up the stairs, Jett took a seat in a bean bag next to Jett. This place just kept getting fucking better! Jack got everything set up and that's when the worry started to sink in. What if he did something wrong? What if.. what if he fell out of the tree? I mean, that was a long ass drop! He looked nervously to Danny and then watched carefully as Jack took the first hit. He'd passed it to Danny, next would be Jett and then Baker if he joined in. Jett didn't know Baker all too well, but he seemed to know Jack and Danny well enough so he figured he was an awesome guy. Jett could feel his hands getting slightly clammy as he awaited his turn. Danny looked like a fucking natural! Shit.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny smiled when Jett poked him and in turn, poked him back. "Staaaahp," he said playfully, pressing his hand into Jett's chest. It was meant as a push, but really kinda just ended up as Danny running his hand down Jett's chest and over his stomach. Things probably would've gotten a little more intimate.. if it weren't for the fact that Baker was trotting up behind them. Was he drunk? Or was he stumbling over his feet because he was a giant? Danny couldn't tell. Either could have been true.

When Jack returned and called for the treehouse, Baker was first to follow, cracking open his beer as he went. Danny took Jett's hand again and guided him up the stairs. He tried to make it look like they were just friends; just a friendly guide to the treehouse. But is that even a thing? Can holding hands be friendly? Between two guys?

Once inside the treehouse, Danny took a seat beside Jett and waited. Jack was already banging out the bong, and Baker looked nervous as fuck as he practically sucked down a full beer bottle. Poor guy. When it was Danny's turn, he winked at Jett before inhaling. He hadn't smoked in almost five days... it felt good.

Passing it off to Jett, he didn't quite let go when he grabbed it. "You don't have to if you're not comfortable," he said softly with a caring look in his face. He didn't wanna be the kind of boyfriend to force Jett into anything he didn't want. "But if you do... go slow. And you're gonna cough so get ready."

Baker watched the awkward hand off and began sweating. Jack had managed to get beer in him and now he wanted him to do drugs? That wasn't gonna happen. Nope. Definitely not.

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Jett tucked in him bottom lip, eager to give it a try. He would try everything at least once and if Danny was doing it, he felt comfortable. He picked up the gist of what to do from watching the other two but he was still nervous. Jack was agging him on and trying to show him what to do from where he was seated, but Jett was paying more attention to Danny and how he seemed concerned for him. He had grabbed it so that their hands touched, "No, I want to." He nodded, slipping the device out of Danny's hands.

Jett's hit was probably a little bigger than it should have been, but he was okay so far. When he was done, he passed it over to Baker who honestly didn't look like he wanted it. He looked happy with his beer. When Jett exhaled, he fell into a coughing spell just like he'd been told he would do. "Jesus Christ!" He croaked, sitting up from his bent over position. After he'd caught his breath, Jett slinked back into the beanbag, lacing his fingers together and staring at the ceiling. But not before he'd remembered that he still had a drink and he reached over the edge to retrieve it while Jack was practically forcing the bong in Baker's face and saying something like "If don't want it, I'll take yours and mine. You don't have to, man." He should though. Or at least Jett thought so as he chugged the half full cup of Jungle Juice.

[Danny Dubois]

Danny couldn't help but laugh as he watched Jett with the bong. Just one hit hadn't personally affected him, but he figured it might get Jett a little bit. Either way, he was gonna blame his next move on the weed and alcohol. Scoping out the treehouse and noting the multiple rooms, Danny asked Jack if he could take a look around. Of course, Jack being a cool dude, said to knock himself out and was clearly preoccupied with Baker who was sucking down beers, avoiding a smoke.

After standing and wiping his hands on his shorts, Danny squatted before Jett and put his hands on his wrists, pulling the boy to his feet. "Let's take a look around," he said with a wink, lacing the fingers of his left hand with Jett's right and leading him away from the group towards a back room. He really hadn't cared at all whether someone saw how they'd held hands. He was at a party with his boyfriend, and he had a back up plan if anyone asked about it:

They were drunk.

After leading Jett back to one of the furthest back rooms (which so conveniently had a bed), Danny didn't hesitate to make his next move. Dropping Jett's hand, Danny turned to face him. He grabbed both wrists and lifted them up and back, pressing Jett into the wall and laying his body against Jett's. "I've been trying so hard to hold back all night," Danny said softly with a faint smile as he leaned his head down, leaving sweet kisses from his collarbone up his neck and to his jaw. "But I can't anymore," he added, moving the kisses from Jett's jaw to his lips. Nothing was held back as Danny dropped Jett's arms and slid his hands under Jett's shirt and around his lower back. The kissing stopped for a moment as Danny looked to Jett's eyes, as if to ask for permission before slipping his thumbs under the waistband of Jett's boxers. But he didn't wait for the okay as he returned to the kissing and carefully slipped both hands down the back of Jett's shorts.

[Elliot Gates]

What the fuck was he doing, sitting here with his stupid beer that had barely been touched? Everyone else seemed to be buzzing pretty hard by now, and he was almost certain that he was the most sober one in the house. Raine was clearly having a good time and he'd never seen her like this so it was a new.. interesting experience for Elliot. He decided he had some serious catching up to do. Chugging his beer and slapping it down on the counter, he let quiet burp under his breath. Ew. He then looked around for something that would catch him up quicker than that.

There it was, a brand new bottle of UV Blue vodka. Really, he only chose it because it was the same blue as a light saber and he wanted it. Elliot twisted the lid off for a taste and thought that it wasn't too bad. It probably could have been better with Mountain Dew or something, but that would take too long. Immediately, he bubbled the bottle and coughed afterwards. Not as good as the first sip. Not even close. He returned to Raine but didn't offer her the bottle as he kept it as his side until he was ready for another chug or two.

"Hm?" He asked, leaning into Raine with his free hand wrapped around her lower back. Elliot bit his bottom lip at her offer, looked around, and slowly agreed. He was glad that he was such good friends with Jack and was over at his house a lot because there was only one entrance into his room and it was hidden like a secret treasure or something. When he had found the entrance, which was actually really really cool with the way the full length mirror opened up into a door, he picked Raine up and carried her into the Bat Cave.. or so Jack called it.

Elliot set her on the bed, luckily not dropping his bottle in the process. He had given her a devilish smile before climbing up over her and started with her neck. He was feeling the half a fifth that he'd already downed, and he was certain this was going to get interesting.