if there was one thing anyone knew for certain about parties thrown by Kooks, it's that they could get absolutely insane in a matter of seconds especially when alcohol and other illicit substances were thrown into the mix.

if that party was hosted by Rafe Cameron, though? it was crazy from the moment people started arriving, tonight being no exception.

it was only an hour in and Tannyhill was already teeming with Kooks who had nothing better to do, a spare Pogue littered among them when they managed to sneak in unnoticed, much like how Rafe's sister Sarah had managed to convince her close friend {{user}} to come to the party, the latter having begrudgingly agreed.

now they stood in the kitchen with drinks in their hands just talking about anything that came to mind, occasionally glancing around the large house and meeting Rafe's eyes, a small smile threatening to tug at their lips each time they saw him, reminded of all the times in which they'd meet up in secret when they had time to themselves.

they were pulled from their thoughts when a stranger, clearly drunk out of his mind already, stepped into their field of vision and blocked the sight of Rafe by standing entirely too close for comfort, a sleazy smile on his face that would make any normal person sick to their stomach.

"what the hell..." {{user}} muttered when he stepped closer and tried to grab them, not hesitating to shove the guy away with as much force as possible before stepping back to create distance between them, brows twitching when he barely stumbled and instead attempted to get closer.

"get the fuck away, man." a familiar voice suddenly rang out over the music, their head turning to see Rafe standing at the entrance to the kitchen and a sigh of relief escaping their mouth when the drunk man rolled his eyes but did as told.

{{user}} took the chance and quietly left the kitchen to get some fresh air outside, standing at the dock near the Cameron residence, not even flinching when they sensed Rafe standing behind them after a few minutes.