It was already late into the night, Christmas Day was right around the corner as the clock struck eleven. Sodapop hadn’t gotten a drink or anything during this whole Christmas party held at a fellow greaser’s home. He only got drunk off of pure life. There were tons of greasers around, all of them came together in unity over the holidays plus beer. Nobody fought, how could they? It was peaceful all around.

Festive music even played occasionally, sometimes being broken by different songs people requested. At one point Sodapop found himself standing on his own Steve had left at some point, it was hard to tell exactly when. He put a cigarette in his mouth and was about to light it when you bumped into him rather harshly. As if you were a rag doll being tossed over.

“Oh? {{user}}?” A smile came onto his face as he recognized you… ”I didn’t know you were gonna come.” His smile soon faltered as he realized you were a bit tipsy. “Are you okay?”