Sure, but what should the theme be? ( Quick question )

Hmmm, how about party?

^ His friends cackled as he took a shot of vodka and nearly died from coughing ^ ^ He had a slight giggle as he sat down in a chair rubbing the back of his neck, basically quitting the game ^

^ Xavier had a terrible headache, he felt that his head was pulsing and it made his eyes strain ^ "F-****... I drank too much.." ^ He muttered under his breathe, sighing ^

^ Xavier felt his face heat up, feeling the presence of the boy next to him ^ "Y-yeah.. just had a bit too m-much to drink..." ^ He was looking at the floor, the only way he could avoid being an absolute, gay doofus in front of his friends ^

^ Xavier made eye contact with Corey and he felt his heart skip a beat ^ ^ His eyes lit up as he felt his face go to a feverish heat ^ "A-ah...y-yeah..."

^ Xavier looked to the side sighing from his headache ^ "I-I'm fine..."

^ Xavier's blush became fully visible now that Corey made contact with him ^ "U-Ummm…" (( ! GAY PANIC ! ))

^ Xavier had a slight chuckle, his blush still bright and vibrant ^ "I-it's alright.." ^ He had a slight smile on his face as he twiddled his thumbs ^

^ Xavier's mind raced as he tried to think of what to say to Corey ^ "S-so.... U-uhh, what's your name?"

"X-Xavier..."

"You t-too, Corey.." ^ Xavier groaned as his headache got worse ^ "A-ah.."

"Y-yeah... I s-should g-go home.." ^ He winced in pain, his head pulsing and it's power overwhelming him ^

^ Xavier smiled sweetly ^ "I'd like that.."

^ Xavier hesitated, trying to handle the pain of the headache, before grabbing onto Corey's hand ^ ^ He slowly stood up, barely able to keep his balance ^

^ Xavier was drunkenly struggling to walk, rubbing his eyes ^

^ Xavier sighed, closing his eyes and bringing his head back as his headache began to settle down a bit ^

^ Xavier groggily said his address to Corey as he felt his headache drift away, but the alcohol sink in ^

^ Xavier took off his glasses and began cleaning them with his shirt ^ ^ They had fingerprints all over them because his drunk friends kept passing them around the room to try on ^

^ Xavier put his glasses back on, adjusting his vision ^ ^ He looked over at Corey, his hands were on his jeans, clutching tightly at the fabric nervously ^

^ Xavier nodded, smiling and looking at his hands ^ "I've never really drank that much before..."

^ Xavier giggled and smiled ^ "Alright."

^ Xavier searched the pockets of his sweatshirt, until he found his house key ^

^ Xavier nodded, slowly, the alcohol fully catching up to him now ^ "Y-yeahhh…"