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Alaric stood off to the side, watching the interaction between Cassian and Mac with an obvious look of annoyance on his face. He didn't like the vibes the other dude was throwing, he had an ego the size of Texas and just oozed a whole "I'm better than you" aura. He typically didn't even care to be social with guys like that and really didn't care if they they knew he disliked them or not. With a little huff the blonde boy tipped his whiskey bottle back, as if he could get even more irritated the bottle only provided a few last drops.

[color=a187be]"God hates me, doesn't he?"[/color] Alaric mumbled under his breath, the bottle hadn't been full in the first place but it was definitely disappointing that it had gone dry so fast.

For a moment h e had forgotten about Mac and Cassian, his alcohol crisis threw him for a loop. Though when Theo spoke up he was drawn back in, turning he noticed the poor broken cup. Boy was speaking with some attitude, he could get down with that. But Mac didn't need anyone to stick up for her, at least not in this situation. He'd seen the smaller girl beat some guys with the words that could fly outta her mouth. It was a very entertaining thing to watch, especially with the way he was beginning to feel. Good God the whiskey was starting to kick in.

He was glad when his friend returned, leaving Cass to just stare after her. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he wasn't very fond of the look on Cassian's face. Alaric watched the other male for only a moment before directing his attention back to the game of beer pong they should have been playing five minutes ago. This was a lot more fun than trying to start a fight he didn't want, he really didn't want to get punched tonight...though what happens after he drank himself into oblivion would be a mystery. 

[color=bc8dbf]"The lady says to crush, so we gotta crush"[/color] Alaric said with a cheeky little grin, he had no idea what math wizardry Mac was doing in her head but it worked. He let out a loud whoop as the ball landed with a splash, returning Mac's hug and patting her head. "Look at my little beer pong queen go." He said in a teasing way, letting her go he grabbed a little white ball.

Alaric barely took any time to calculate what he was doing and just tossed the tiny ball in the air and towards the red cups. With a clatter it bounced off the edge of a cup and went bouncing to the ground. Alaric stared at the ball with a dazed look, blinking a few times before turning towards the two boys. [color=a187be]"That went better in my head."[/color]
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