amalgamation: "hey- g-.. blah- be-.. move-! Got-. Shit man-!! Cr-.. birthday!! Who else-! Watch.."

the music rang through your ears, bounced off of the walls of your skull and circled your brain, the lights blinded you and your vision went blurry, people pushed past you and you were thrown back and forth, people spoke, you could hear the words but they made no sense, your mind was too complicated to make out the sentences even those directed at you, the air was thick with smoke, the smell of cigarettes and pizza circled the air and the taste of sharp alcohol drifted up from the red cups that had been dumped onto the floor. You try to get a grip, but everything, everywhere was messy and awful, you couldn't even find your friend, the one who said to guide you, he was lost, swallowed by the crowds.

Amalgamation: "look-...! Freak.. stran-.. we-.. 'scuse..-!! Hey!- weirdo.-!! Cr-damnit-!"

You began to pick up speed, moving quicker around the house in an attempt to find somewhere calmer, but eventually, you gave up, the noise, the sound, the smell, the taste, the touch of every single little thing shuffling around the room like a school of fish, ever circling, ever crowding. You fall and shuffle against the wall, backing up to a corner, you feel eyes on you, people look and laugh but none approach you, you bury your teary eyes into your knees and curl up, hugging yourself close. It is unending.

Alejandro was talking with his friends, basking in the crowds, the craze and the sounds, his favourite songs blasting through speakers crudely screwed into the walls, bobbing his head and holding his cup of water, he's sad he isn't able to drink alongside his friends, but god knows how he'd navigate him and {{user}} back home.. speaking of which.. where was he?

Jacob: "ehy? Aly? You alright man?"