Really Mother Fucka? Really >_>

Quills: ((your turn to disconnect))
Tsaaq: ((Yeah my imvu full on crashed.))
Quills: *He sent him the adress and imediately jumped out of bed, making sure everything was straightened*
Tsaaq: Ozzie parked his truck downstairs, he went up the steps towards River's floor and once he got to his door in the hallway he knocked on it hard. "Hellloooo?" Ozzie called out.
Quills: *river stumbled up from the couch and walked barefoot over to the front door, opening it slightly and standing there for a quick second* Hey *he smiled wide and opened to door wider to let him in* come in come in
Tsaaq: "Okie dokie!" Ozzie stepped inside, instantly obliging the other male as he looked around. "Wow, your own place all by yourself." He whispered as he spun around in a circle as he observed the space.
Quills: *he chuckled. from his voice it was evident his nose was stuffy* it's kind of a shithole but... it's a roof over my head.. way better than where i was at before
Tsaaq: Ozzie furrowed his eyebrows and kept looking around. "Yeah it's kinda dirty but whatever." He shrugged. "Where were you before?" He asked innocently with his eyebrows raised.
Quills: Uhhh...I kinda didnt have a place to stay before this. I sorta just slept where i could *he smirked and opened the fridge pulling two beers out* You want one?
Tsaaq: Ozzie nodded his head. "Oh yeah, so like you slept at your friend's houses. Cool." He said with a smirk. "Ugh, yes please." Ozzie answered dramatically. "I need a a drink." He sighed as he went to stand beside River.
Quills: *he handed him the beer after popping the lid off of the bottle, taking a swig from his own* yup, or if i wasnt able to find a place to lay my head down i just slept in this alley where i kept a matress... it was pretty out of the way so it was safe enough. what about you? u had a pretty good home growing up?
Tsaaq: He took the bottle from him and took a sip that was way too big. His eyes widening while River spoke. "Ohhhhh." Ozzie said in a whisper. "I guess. Our house is okay. It's just me and my mom so we don't need a lot of space." He answered.
Quills: *he nodded, noticing how much he drank and the overall demeanor change, he playfully tapped his elbow into his rib, standing close enough to him that their arms touched* Everything ok?
Tsaaq: Ozzie jumped up a bit and exhaled. "Everything's fine." He said quickly and went back to gulping down the beer and went to the other side of the kitchen, pretending to be interested in the cabinets near the stove.
Quills: *he looked down and cleared his throat, couhing a few times before taking a swig from his beer* Oz...If it's me and I'm coming on too strong just let me know man. I suck at the whole flirting thing *he chuckled then and shook his head* You're probably not even into guys huh?
Tsaaq: "What?" Ozzie furrowed his eyebrows and looked over to River. He stared at him while spoke. "No, I didn't even know you were-" He cut himself off, remembering what his best friend had mentioned to him before. "Oh..." Ozzie sighed. His eyes widened as he looked at River again. "What? I'm into guys, I'm way into guys. I'm likeee so gay." He scoffed before laughing.
Quills: *he smirked then, peering his little blue eyes from the floor over to him* well good...I stand a fighting chance...either way though...you are the only friend I've made in this place. I dont wanna seem intrusive or nothing but you just seem out of it somehow. worried or something
Tsaaq: He shrugged. "I uh, I guess." He muttered, staring into his bottle. Ozzie slurped the remainder of his beer and put it down on the counter. He paced away from River then groaned a little. "Well... No!" Ozzie argued with himself. He went back over to River. "Okay you're right but you can't tell anybody." He said quickly in a whisper.
Quills: *he smiled and nodded* Even if i knew anyone to tell...I swear i wouldnt *He reached and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder*
Tsaaq: "...Well." Ozzie started to say uneasily. "My friend was at my party on Thursday and apparently some bad stuff happened and I wasn't around to stop it or anything and... I don't know." He said with a frown fixed on his lips.
Quills: is your friend ok? *he knew that when something like this was said it usually meant one thing. his brows furrowed in concearn and his eyes widened a little*
Tsaaq: Ozzie parted his lips a moment then stammered. "I don't know. He says he's okay but he's not okay and I get confused." He answered. "I don't know... I told him we should just pretend it didn't happen and he said he can't and I feel bad cause maybe it was my fault... Well not that I did but, I don't know! I don't remember! I was drunk!" Ozzie shouted as he covered his face.
Quills: *he wrapped his arms around ozzie and brought him in close* Whatever happened wasnt your fault man. *he pulled away and looked into his eyes* What happened?
Tsaaq: Ozzie's eyes remained wide in the hug and he lowered his head once River looked at him after they pulled away. "It was... I think." He whispered. "I can't tell him. He'll hate me." Ozzie rambled. "He, well this girl... He won't tell me who it was but she like... Made him have sex with her. Then she ditched him outside my dorm without any clothes on." He whispered. "In the morning he asked me to take him to the hospital and they said he had drugs in his system, I don't know! It's all really crazy."
Quills: did you give him the drugs? *he pulled another two beers out of the fridge and handed him one, grabbing him by his hand he took him over to the couch and began to pack his bowl*
Tsaaq: "No! Well. I didn't mean to!" Ozzie said as he took the beer and watched River walk to the couch. "I don't remember who I gave his cup to..." He whispered with a sigh. "I don't know. It sucks. I wish could forget about it."
Quills: *he smirked as he passed him the packed bowl and the lighter* If you didnt phisically put the shit in his drink... watch him take it and then push the girl to force herself on him....it aint your fault *he pulled a cigarette from his pack and lit it. coughing loudly. he shouldnt be smoking with a cold. he took a deep swig of beer and grunted*
Tsaaq: Ozzie stared at River a moment and gulped down his beer putting it down on the counter beside his other beer. "But... It doesn't feel right."He whispered then cleared his throat. He gazed at the other male a moment then sighed. "You know, I really should get going." Ozzie said hurriedly.
Quills: *he shook his head* Wait.... we'll talk about whatever else... don't go though
Tsaaq: "I don't want to talk about whatever else! You asked and I told you!" Ozzie said loudly, stepping out of the kitchen. "And you're just sitting there like it isn't a big deal but it's TOTALLY a big deal! Like, a lot of a big deal! And it's my fault cause I threw the party. I made him drink. And then I gave his drink to somebody else!"
Quills: you cant control what other people do Oz! *he rose to his feet and put his smoke out* This isnt your fault. It sucks....it fucking sucks to see a friend get hurt....ive been there...trust... but you can't blame yourself for something you didnt directly do or even intend to happen.
Tsaaq: Ozzie started to breath hard as he looked down at his feet. "I don't know what to do. It's all I think about. And I was the one who said that we should forget about it and now it's on my mind like all the time and it sucks and I hate it." Ozzie complained, throwing his hands up before crossing his arms.