Oh me, oh my.

[Scarlet M. Brady]

This place was loud. Really loud. Like you could feel the vibrations in your skull loud. At least that what was going through Scarlet's head as she staggered towards one of the few places where people weren't now mounting the furniture. This party was getting out of hand, nearly everyone was completely plastered and if they weren't plastered they were high as fuck. Even Scarlet was quite drunk by the time she had sat down in the back of the house, splashing a lot of her drink onto herself.

She had dropped into a deep chair in a room which appeared to be a study. No one was here but Scarlet didn't mind not having to shove away each guy who wanted to try his luck. There was a small commotion which she didn't much note of as her eyes scanned the books lined along the bookshelves. 

So lost was she in her inspection of the books that Scarlet didn't take notice of someone wandering into the study.

[Benjamin Banks]

Ben didn't know why he let this happen, but it did without a fail. He would be in the library or the cafeteria, and someone would invite him to a party. It was the faking, he was so good at that they believed he wanted to go to some loud, overcrowded house with drunk teenagers. When he got there the party was already in fullbloom. In fact, he almost didn't walk in, but he was spotted and invited in. There was something about pretending to be friends with the cool kids, that left a bitter taste in his mouth. Inside he immediately went for the cooler, and the library.

The last thing he wanted was someone to drunkenly grab him and so called friends push him towards them. He didn't do well with one stands, he only came to keep up appearances. He sat down in the chair and sighed, sipping from his beer bottle. He noticed the girl but said nothing, he wouldn't interact if she did not notice him. Kicking his feet up on the chair desk he took the nearest book from the table and started to read.

[Scarlet M. Brady]

Scarlet was now scanning the other side of the library when her eyes fell upon the boy. Did she know him? She racked her brain but had she bumped into him at a party no doubt it was lost in a haze of drunken smoke. After a few moments of trying remember if she had met the boy she chose a more direct method "Do I know you or do you just have one of those faces?" Scarlet sunk lower into her chair, sipping from her cup of various liquids "Always had a problem with faces...bodies I can remember but faces not so much...I wouldn't happen to remember your body, would I?" A sly grin spread across her face before she took another sip of her cup.

Drinking always made Scarlet much looser than she normally was, it made her much more prone to hit on something if it caught her interest. At random she grabbed a hold of a random book and flicked it open. Who the fuck keeps medical books in a library like this. No this library is too grand for medical books. It should be choked full of books on poetry and art.

[Benjamin Banks]

Ben looked up from his book on, female reproductive systems. Of course that would be the book he picked up. As if reminding him the only reasons he went to parties with pushy college girls, was to get laid.Ben was never the type of person who liked one night stands.He never wanted to admit he didn't know how to keep a relationship.

"I've probably spoke to you before, I do enjoy talking to beautiful and intelligent women" he said smiling charmingly. Though the smile was more of a smirk.

"It's possible though I doubt it, I'm sure I would remember" He said his eyes quickly scanning the girl in question. It was a lie, he would not remember if he slept with Beyonce herself. He was always too high or drunk to really rember the faces of any girl...or guy that graced his bed.

[Scarlet M. Brady]

She stifled a giggle, staring the guy in the eyes "Well, don't you know how to charm a girl?" The guy was certainly a hottie, there was no doubting that. But did she want to do anything with him? Probably not. Not drunk enough for that. In a bid to battle the soberness she took another sip of her drink before sinking further into her chair.

She looked across her cup at the guy, raising an eyebrow "Siiiince...neither of us can remember each other, shouldn't we introduce ourselves. I'm Scarlet..." The girl downed the rest of her cup, staring the guy in the eyes the whole time.

[Benjamin Banks]

Ben tried to give her somewhat of a smile, but instead it just turned into a smirk. "I try" He said simply before downing his drink as well. She was just another drunk girl, talking to him, distracting him from why he was there. He didn't mind, at least this one was reading, that had to mean there was a brain in there somewhere.

"Very well, My name is Ben, it's nice to meet you Scarlet" He said nodding his head politely not looking away from her eyes. Let it be said, that Ben wasn't trying to get the girl in his bed. He had no wish to hook up at this party, but he wouldn't be against it at all.

"Do you know someone at the party? Doesn't seem like it would be your kind of 'scene'" He asked with a raised eyebrow. After all she ahd to be at least seventeen tops...she was too young looking to be anything older.

[Scarlet M. Brady]

Scarlet gave the guy a nod "Nice to meet you too...Benjamin" At his question she just shrugged "A fair few. Yeah it isn't my scene...but..." She shrugged again, not sure what she was about to say. Why was she here? For the thrill? To make sure she would piss off her dad?

"What about you? You know anyone here or are you just preying on drunk girls?" Looking in her cup and finding it empty, Scarlet frowned. Not that she needed more drink. Probably.

[Benjamin Banks]

Ben nodded, to show that he was listening to her. In fact he actually was listening and didn't really tune her out. Which was a testament on how drunk he wasn't, because he still held a bit of interest in the pretty girl.

"I don't prey on drunk girls, that would assume i think you're pretty and that i'm straight. Someone as smart as yourself should know that. Besides, if you wouldn't sleep with me sober, I wouldn't sleep with you when you're drunk" He said in know it all, stuck up kind of voice. He was a monster, but he wasn't that kind of monster.

[Scarlet M. Brady]

Scarlet sank low enough into her chair that only her hair was now visible, she was practically off her chair and leaning backwards "Trust me I'd sleep with you sober...and if I got high I'd sleep with you then." She fully slid of her chair and stared at the guy "Don't you already think I'm pretty?" She pouted before giving the guy a smile.

Not being assed to get back onto her seat, Scarlet leaned against the chair "You always this dismissive when girls talk to you?"

[Benjamin Banks]

Ben snickered and shrugged his shoulders. "Yes I think your very pretty, Yes I'm also very dismissive when talking to everyone. I've toned it down just for you" he said draining his beer. He wasnt buzzed enough to smile but just enough that he didn't exactly smirk at her.

"So why are you in here and not downstairs at the party?" He said moving a bit closer since he was going to talk to her. He thought nothing of it, she could think what she like.

[Scarlet M. Brady]

Scarlet gave the guy a grin "Aww, you toned it down for me? Well ain't you just the most charming guy I've ever met?" She absent mindlessly sorted out her jumper before looking back at Ben "I'm up here because I didn't want to have deal with guys trying to shove their hands down my pants every couple of minutes, I just don't feel like it...not..."

"What about you? I'm sure you could get any girl down there." She raised an eyebrow at the guy before smiling and shuffling towards him.

[Benjamin Banks]

Ben raised an eyebrow, but nodded once before grinning back. "Yes, so you should feel special" it wasn't sarcastic more playfully mocking. He might've started drinking before he got there, but that was neither here nor there. "I see, so you want subtle and slick, not brass and sloppy? Wise choice" He said a bit impressed that she could think back all the alcohol and sweaty bodies to have standards for sex. He didn't really think people thought about it much at these kind of parties.

"I don't sleep with drunk girls, unless im already dating them. I need sober affirmative consent." He shrugged his shoulders, and went back to sipping on his basically empty beer.

[Scarlet M. Brady]

Scarlet bit her lip for a moment before raising an eyebrow "How sober? Do you have a chart you carry around or is it a situ by situ estimation?" She shook her head quickly "Not that I'm trying to build up any information about your screening process or anything like that..." A small laugh escaped from her, perhaps she was drunker than she thought. Not that her soberness was of the highest concern for her at the moment.

"Do you mind if I make a guess about you?" As she spoke Scarlet moved further towards Ben, for what purpose she wasn't so sure at the moment.