[center][color=black][u][b]December 24th, 11:03 PM
Kasimir Castle; Gotham City, New Jersey[/b][/u][/color]
[color=2E2C2C]'Well, while we're still here, might as well enjoy his antics right now.'[/color][/center]
The road from Gotham City to Kasimir Castle was empty that night, as it usually was; the mansion was rather secluded, and only rarely did people visit it. All was quiet, save for the soft chirping of crickets on the lonesome country road, prepared for yet another uneventful night... That is, until a yellow Camaro came zooming down the road, [url=https://youtu.be/FRPeYP6gS-s?t=29]a song[/url] cranked to max volume emanating from the open windows.

[b][color=black]"COUNTRY ROOOOOOOOADS, TAKE ME HOOOOOOOOME! TO THE PLAAAAAAAAACE, I BELOOOOOOONG!"[/color][/b] David sang along loudly, his already mediocre singing voice made all the worse by the slurring of his words, a side effect of his drunkenness. [b][color=black]"Man... It's a shame that game sucked so much,"[/color][/b] he chuckled to himself, keeping one hand on the steering wheel as he used the other to adjust the collar of his shirt in order to hide a little... Present, he had received on his neck after playing 7 Minutes in Heaven at the party with Ellen Walker from Chemistry.

[b][color=black]"Where's the fuckin'... Oh, there."[/color][/b] He grabbed his flask, given to him by his pal and the party's host Tommy, and filled with Jack Daniels from said party. After unscrewing it deftly with one hand, David began to chug it down like it was water. Suddenly, he moved his flask away from his mouth and spit out what he had drank, remembering the fact that he would have to sneak back into his room [i]and[/i] hide his hickey from Zoey until it was gone. And that's not to mention the horrible hangover he was going to have in the morning.

Shrugging, he took another swig from his flask, deciding that he'll cross that bridge when he comes to it.

Like mother, like son.

Not a few minutes later, David was pulling into the driveway of the mansion, only to stop upon seeing a group of mythological creatures, all entangled by vines, in his path. David looked at his flask, looked back at the creatures, then back at his flask. [b][color=black]"Either Tommy drugged me, or there are things right outta the fucking Odyssey in my front yard."[/color][/b] David muttered to himself. He blinked, still there. He rubbed his eyes once, twice, still there. [color=black][b]"... Shit. Can't go a damn day without something fucking [i]everything[/i] up."[/b][/color]

Sighing, the boy exited his car, only tripping over his feet a few times as he made his way to the hidden entrance into the Grim Grotto. He tried to force himself to sober up, and managed to focus a bit, or at least focus more than he was a few minutes ago. [color=black][b][i]'Here's hoping mom and Malcolm are down there trying to figure out a way to fix this FUBAR mess.'[/i][/b][/color] With that in mind, he entered the Grotto.