Time Warp: One Too Many (Kam)

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October 26-27, 2013: Immediately after Hammel's Halloween Dance

Whoooo......maybe he shouldn't've had that last shot, only heaven or hell knows what was in it. Hit him like a ton of bricks, that's for sure. Now he knew why they called it a 'liquid cocaine'. Adam had never done that shit before, but he'd bet a year's worth of dog food that that's what it was like.

Adam had gone to one of the many bitchin' partiy shenanigans that was going down the weekend before the All Hallows Evening because, like most people, he had better things to do than party on the day of, right smack in the middle of the week. So on this beautiful Saturday, he first hit up one of his friend's house party....which had led to bar hopping...which had led to crashing a random person's college-ish party....and somehow by the end of the night, Adam found himself stumbling down the street of the club district about an hour after closing. His friends had ditched him at some point, leaving Adam having to walk all the way home in a drunken stupor. He'd have to find his moped in the morning, the blonde didn't have an inkling of awareness to even think where it might be.

But! Not all was lost, for this was why people had phones, yes phones! And even the blurry eyed tweenager had the capacity to type out some manner of a message and send out the SOS to someone he assumed would be able to rescue his pissed ass.

Though truthfully, Adam had no idea who the hell he sent the message to.

Time: 3:08 am
hey purity foul. come pick me up ? I cant find my moped and lost and cold will love fierce bby!!


((Translation: Hey prettyful. Come pick me up? I can't find my moped and I'm lost and cold. I will love you forever baby!!))

[Kamillia Engel]

Kamillia had been as the Halloween dance, not something she had really wanted to do. But her friend put her name in the match making thing, she thought she was being nice, knowing somehow that she was single. However, she didn’t quite like the person, people? She had been set up with. Being with gestalts was confusing as hell to dance with, and they didn’t seem very fun. The girl seemed really stuck up, and barely said a word to her, the boy was nice, just not her type. Damn she couldn’t even remember their names…

Really, the night had been a bore, and she had been ready to go home the moment it had ended. However, one of her friends (the one that was mentioned before) wanted to gossip about their dates. Not really something she wanted to do. Kam really didn’t gossip; however it did give her a chance to change, because she really didn’t want to walk home in a costume. She borrowed some of her friend clothes, a pair of blue skinny jeans, and a plain black long sleeved shirt. In return she gave her friend her costume. She really wasn’t as excited as Kam was to be in actual cloths. She ended up staying at her friend’s dorm longer than she had expected to. The time had flown by, weird how that worked when you were gossiping.

Around two in the morning was when Kam actually wanted to go home because she was tired as heck. But every time she was about to leave, the girl would come up with another topic to talk about. It wasn’t till Adam texted her that she was actually able to leave. She told her friend that she really needed to go, because another friend needed her. Thankfully the girl had let her leave. Kam sat on the stairs of Hammel’s dorm building. “Okay, Adam. What the fuck…” She read the message a few times, trying to decipher it (it was the last part that she had trouble figuring out). Most of her friends got drunk, so she knew what drunken texts looked like, and was able to figure out a lot of the messages they sent her.

’Adam… Where are you? I can’t help you if I don’t know where you are at.’

She knew that was a stupid question to ask a drunken person… but she had to ask. She got up off the stairs and headed out of Hammel. She might as well get a head start.

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To be honest, Adam had intended for that message to go to his good friend Dakota. Seriously, it just made sense to shoot an SOS to his bestest buddy in the whole wide world(with a car) to come and pick up the poor smashed boy. So when a text came back moments later, Adam didn't even bother to look at the name. He just leaned up against the building he was using to keep his balance and blankly looked around him, trying to process the blackness and the few lights he was seeing.

Where was he!?

Right, he had to figure that one out first and it was almost too dark(and he was almost too drunk) to read the street signs. Adam continued to meander down to the end of the block, hoping to find some sort of easy landmark. Finally, once down at the corner, his eyes widened in recognition.

Two…no four very beautiful golden arches. There's only one place that could be!

McD's!! I see gold!

[Kamillia Engel]

Even though Kamillia wasn’t Adam’s best friend, they just met each other not that long ago. Kam didn’t have any obligation to help him; she was still going to, of course. She wouldn’t just leave him hanging; she would take care of him. Adam really wasn’t the first guy that she had to take care of; either because the guy was drunk, or mentally broken. No, Kam did not have a car, but she did have a taxi company on speed dial, and had money to pay for it. That was at least something.

As she headed out of Hammel and into town on her skateboard, she got to thinking. Why would he even text her? The answer to that was kind of obvious, he was drunk, which meant that she wasn’t the person he was trying to text. It would have been a little weird if she had been the one he meant to text, and if that was the case then Kam had to be a little suspicious. Actually, thinking about his text from before was quite suspicious in itself. Had he been trying to text another girl? Did he have a girlfriend? She had to make a double take of his text message, yeah, there was pretty (or a variation of the word), and ‘fierce’ love, was that his drunken way of telling his girlfriend he would have sex with her if she picked him up? Now Kam was starting to feel a tad awkward…

Thankfully a text message snapped her out of her thoughts, “of course… It had to be vegetarian hell… “ Yup, that’s what she called McDonalds, actually that’s what she called every fast food business. She was already almost in town, she might as well save Adam and just take him home. If she didn’t, who would? He obviously didn’t know how to use a phone at the moment.

’Vegetarian hell… alright STAY PUT’

It didn’t take Kamillia very long to get to McDonalds, it was actually pretty convenient (not for her personally) that it was closer to Hammel than almost everything else. She looked around to find Adam. It couldn’t be hard to spot the drunken guy. “Adam!” Hopefully he would answer, and hopefully he stayed put.

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Adam looked down at his phone and scoffed. Stay put…of course he would stay put! How else was…was…yeah. It just made sense. It was smart. So he would.

"noooo pubescent!"

Mc. D's. Yeah, that was a place, but even through his drunken mind, Adam knew to actually stay away from that place when he was in this state. Lessons learned fast with this one and last time he stumbled into the family friendly fast food joint with a little too much drink in him, he got thrown out. On his ass. He remembered blue and red lights from that night. The next morning, the blonde realized he was in a world of trouble and vowed to never go back to that McD's again, sober or no.

So Adam opted to just stand across the street on the corner, leaning against the brick wall behind him, while his blurred and hazed up eyes searched for that familiar car belonging to his bestest friend ever. Oh friends, they were nice. Kota was nice. If he…if weren't a dude Adam would totally….

What was he thinking about again?

Adam stayed on his side of the street, zoning out and stumbling about, once almost into a light pole. Luckily his reflexes hadn't been affected at all and he thwarted the pole's plan to detain him.

As drunk as he was, Adam still knew his own name and looked up when he heard it shouted by a beautiful cropped haired Ariel goddess. She had a name, and it was, "Kaaaamilia!!" he slurred out excitedly, holding his arms out to greet the girl. "How..how you know I's here? You musta wanted t' see me. True love conquers all!"

[Kamillia Engel]

Kam looked her last text from Adam, she was really confused by what he meant by that.
”pubescent? What does that have to do with McDonalds?”

If Kam knew about that time Adam got drunk, she would be happy. She didn’t like fast food places, for obvious reasons. Not to mention she would probably get a kick out of all of his stories, granted she didn’t have any stories to tell him. She could tell him about the time she shop lifted, that wasn’t very exciting though.


Seeing Adam almost hit a pole, she had to stop and chuckle, that was too good to pass up not laughing. She wasn’t going to hold it in either, because that was seriously funny. She wished she had gotten that on video. Coming closer to Adam, she hopped off her skateboard when she realized he was going in for a hug. She hugged him back, resting her forehead on his shoulder, this would have been more exciting if he hadn’t smelled like booze. “How much did you even drink?” Cause he must have drank a lot considering he was so drunk, and smelled awful. “True love? Wouldn’t your girlfriend be jealous if she heard you say that? And you texted me; that’s how I knew you were here, which I already figured you meant to send it to your girlfriend or something, and not me. So I’ll help you send another one when I get you home.” Cause someone needed to take care of him. She would, but she didn’t feel right to if he had a girlfriend…

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The haze and the swirls of intoxication were not about to leave Adam anytime soon. There were reasons why he was the self-proclaimed hero-god of drinking! Nobody else called him that, but that's exactly why it was self-proclaimed! Though he'd be lucky if he remembered any of this interaction at all in the morning.

He sort of fell into the hug, practically leaning his weight on the slim girl and making little effort to pull himself off. "Uh…all of it!" he managed to respond. Yes, he drank all of it. And it was a wonder he wasn't worse off when she found him.

Adam wasn't completely comprehending what Kam was saying. Something about a girlfriend? He had a girlfriend? She'd be his girlfriend? "Ok! You c'n be my grilfend 'f y'wanna!" Because daaaamn, Kam was hot and smoking and he'd be lucky to have her as a girlfriend! Though somehow he managed to get the part about texting. "Naaww…was'n tex'in' girl'fran….Koda…he's…he's like th' bestest best fren'eva!" At some point Adam managed to lift himself from Kam's embrace and support and leaned himself against the wall behind him instead. "Guy..sh'd be cumin' aaaany minu'e now…aill intraduce you, 'right?"

[Kamillia Engel]

Kamillia grunted when Adam practically fell on her, “Easy.. Shesh..” She was glad that she was stronger than she looked. Being used to almost all her friends getting drunk helped too; she ended up being the one to take care of them most of the time. Maybe she was some kind of mother figure to her friends, maybe that’s why she couldn’t just abandon them… Sighing she patted Adam on the back softly, “Well alright… You are so going to regret that later..” She had been drunk before, never actually wasted, but she still knew what a hangover felt like.

This time Adam had her blushing, she really hoped that he didn’t notice, even though he was drunk off his ass. Not that he would even remember it if he did notice. So, she had nothing to worry about right? “I… heh..” Even now, even knowing that he wasn’t going to remember this moment when he was sober she still couldn’t express her feelings. She still couldn’t say yes even though it didn’t matter any. “Why don’t we talk about the girlfriend thing when you’re sober, Alright?” If there was some tiny percent that he would remember, at least then she would know it was genuine and not just his drunk penis talking. “Koda… so… boyfriend?” Were they in an open relationship? Was Adam bisexual? Kam was completely confused at this point…

Kam helped Adam to lean on the wall, wish she was happy he did because he was starting to kill her shoulders. “Alright, listen to me carefully. You did not text your best friend, you texted me instead. Sorry to disappoint you, he’s not coming. You’re unfortunately stuck with crappy me.” She smirked trying to play off what she said as her joking. Though she knew Adam really didn’t want her there. “Let me call you a cab and get you home safely.” She took her phone out of her pocket and started calling a cab.

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"Heh heh…I regret nothin'!" he declared with a lazy fist pump into the night. Adam had enjoyed this way too many times, so many that it might just be unhealthy, even before he had come of age, but not once had he ever regretted it. Well, except maybe that one time he spent the whole morning and day hovered over a toilet seat puking his guts out. Yeah…that was pretty bad, but was also when he started out, early in his drinking career. These days, Adam knew how to regulate himself better.

Adam didn't notice she was blushing but his drunken mind told him he was the suavest man on the planet and that this pretty girl was just completely smitten and swooning over him. That might be the only thing he remembered come morning; that he impressed a girl. He impressed Kamilia. "Whyy do we gotta waait t'talk aboo-ut girlfraans n shiit? I's a be…beau….pretty night f'r a date…"

Though even in his drunken state, Adam did not miss the assumption/implication that Kam made about him and Kota. "Boy---? Naww shit! I not gay or nothin'! Jus'….jus' a frien…." No way did Adam want a pretty girl thinking he was gay or something. Not that there was anything wrong with that…

It took a few moments, but Adam was actually able to wrap his head around what Kam was trying to tell him. "…I didn?" Wow, what what he thinking? Must've…..missed a button or several. "N..naw…'s no dis'poinmen'. An'…you're not crabby….not'all…." He started to loll into a bit more of a daze as she started to call a cab. "sallright…" he mumbled, his eyes glazing over. "No need t'…" Yup, he was fading fast. As he leaned up against that wall, Adam felt like maybe the ground was coming up pretty fast. Did he hit it just now? Maybe...

[Kamillia Engel]

She smiled, “You say that now. But even though you are going to regret it after you wake up from a nap, you are still going to do it again, and again.” She knew, because that’s how she had been the past month… Even though she regretted sneaking out to get drunk almost every night, she still did it.. She wasn’t sure why, she just did, maybe it was because it made her forget for a few hours of how much she was a screw up…

The only thing Kam wished was that the boy would be so blunt when he wasn’t drunk… Right now everything he said felt fake, because well she wasn’t sure if it was the booze talking or Adam. She also wasn’t sure if everything he said he would say to any other girl, and that’s what scared her the most… Because, she didn’t want any guy to settle for her, she wanted to feel special, because she was really tired of guys telling her the same things they told every other girl out there, and her ending up the bitch that no one really wanted. “Because I don’t know if you are talking shit right now.” Yes she was being real with him, “You are drunk, and you’re probably not going to remember shit after you take a nice nap. So why the fuck should I waste my breath now?” Was she hardening her heart? Probably, she just didn’t want to get hurt again, and if she had to be that bitchy to protect herself, than she will. She sighed, “But it is a beautiful night.. I just wish you weren’t drunk for it..” She smirked as she looked him in the eyes, knowing he probably didn’t care.

“Alright, well at least I don’t have to worry about that..” Though maybe she should worry about him turning gay… Or maybe she was just being paranoid… “You’re not closeted gay are you?” Maybe she should really talk about this with him when he’s sober…


“I didn’t say crabby I said crappy, you know like shitty…” Kam looked at him after she hung up the phone for the cab, yeah she needed to get him home. “Okay, yeah called the cab, should be here soon, cause I need to get you home and into bed fast, cause you’re starting to lose it, I can tell.” And that sounded really bad, but she wasn’t going to put a spotlight on it, cause he won’t remember her saying it in two minutes anyways, especially if he passes out on her.

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Of course he was going to do it again and again, getting drunk was one of the best parts about life! One of the best parts about being young! Though Adam didn't quite think of himself as young anymore, hell, he was going to be 22 come February and that made him feel as old as balls, but that was still beside the point. The point was that the purpose of alcohol was to get drunk and anyone who said any different was a liar. Flavor, cocktails, and shit like that only existed to make the alcohol tolerable, but if people were only into it for the flavor, then they can get that shit as dry as a….something that was dry, wait, what was he talking about again?

Yeah, if Adam couldn't remember what he was talking or thinking about 10 seconds ago, then there was no way he was remembering this in the morning. He was gone. Though if he heard what an ass he was making of himself in front of Kam, the awesome girl he accidentally texted, then he would most likely come clean and assure her that everything he said was true. Adam didn't have the capacity for a good lie when he was drunk. He barely had it when he was sober, though in either case it just sounded like he was joking or trying to flatter to get in a girl's pants. "Heeey, I'mnot drunk, you're drunk!" he slurred, pointing a finger sharply into her boob to prove his point.

Point. Get it?

"Fffffffuuuck no!" he insisted, definitely not wanting Kam or anyone to even consider that Adam might be gay. Because he wasn't! "There're…jus' some places things shou'n't go, I'll tell you!" Even drunk, a shiver of the though ran straight up Adam's spine…or was it down in his stomach?

It definitely might've been in his stomach.

That must've been why he was collapsing to the ground and holding his abdomen. "Yeah'll I feel kinda shiddy…" he mumbled. Oh, yeah he was feeling it and the panic of wanting to find someplace to chuck the up-chuck into was starting to set in. Adam crawled a little bit to what might've been the curb and let it go in all it's disgusting glory.

[Kamillia Engel]

It didn’t matter at the moment if he was lying or not. What was the point in wondering? Kam was kind of through wondering, she just wanted people to be straight with her at this point. Even if Adam had been straight with her, he was still drunk, and she really did wish that he would be that straight with her while sober, if he had meant it that is. Kam smirked at his accusation, and looked at his finger; the only reason why he was getting away with that now was because he was drunk. “Let’s agree to disagree.” She shook her head, why did everyone have to be a pain in the ass while drunk?

She put her hands up in defeat, “Alright you’re not gay.” There was no point in talking reason to a drunk. She still wasn’t sure if she believed him or not. But that was a conversation that could be saved for later.


Kam took a step toward Adam, helping him down to the ground. “I really need to get you to bed… Or a toilet…” Before she could say anything more, Adam was making his way to the curb and hurling his guts out. That was why she always wondered why people got wasted… She hated throwing up, and it was something she thought everyone hated… but it was unavoidable when getting drunk.

While Adam was hurling, the taxi showed up, she waved to the taxi. Kam slowly walked to Adam, rubbing his back. Hoping he would stop soonish, and actually get it all out of his system so he didn’t hurl in the taxi. “the taxi is here, so whenever you are ready, and not throwing up.”

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Trying to talk reason to a drunk really was pointless. Though many times, trying to talk reason to Adam when he wasn't drunk was beyond pointless(just ask his roommate). Adam had issues with sticking to the same story. At least when he was drunk, his brain function was too low to think of anything other than just the baseline thoughts he had.

Adam wasn't going to remember this conversation in the morning. At least not the whole thing.

Because holy hell if that wasn't a lot of puke! For anyone to be hurling this much, a blackout was almost guaranteed. Ugh…and there were chunks of something, what was that…pretzels? Gross!

After what seemed like forever, Adam finally felt like his stomach had been pumped dry and empty. Not even any bile left for him to puke. He coughed a couple of times. Shit his mouth tasted nasty enough to make him puke again..but since there was nothing left, he just had to deal with the taste of ugly in his mouth with remanent soppy crumbs of some mystery meal he had at the beginning of the night.

"I think….I think'sall out," he slurred, stumbling over a little pile of barf. At least it was just on his shoes. Now that he had some of that stuff out of his system, though, Adam felt better. A little more lucid. Not completely though, because otherwise he'd be puking blood to get the alcohol out of his system and that usually ended in no no bueno situationos. Still…he was sober enough to give Kam a much deserved thank you. "You…are the most awesome and beautiful person ever!" he praised as he slowly approached his savior with the open arms of a zombie. "C-come here and lemme give ya a hug!"

[Kamillia Engel]

Kamillia really couldn’t just watch him puke, so she turned away, even this situation was beyond gross for her. She was just glad she had a tougher stomach than most girls. Because if she didn’t she would be puking herself right now, and she wouldn’t be able to watch walking dead, which was one of her favorite shows. She also didn’t like throwing up, was that mentioned already? She was really glad she wasn’t him…

“You good? Nothing left?” This would be the worst time for him to try to hit on her, because after that Kam didn’t even really want to touch him… As long as those shoes didn’t touch Kam she was fine. She however really couldn’t wait to get him home, just so he could pass out, at that time most of the caring work was done for the night. Kam blushed at the compliment, then smirked, She put her arms out to stop Adam from hugging her by placing her hands on his chest. “Why don’t we save the hugs till you are more cleaned up, yeah?” She rather not have to smell him more than she had to. “Come on, in the taxi.” Kam walked toward the taxi, opening the door and climbing in, she scooted to the other side so Adam wouldn’t have to work very hard to get in… Hopefully he can get it..

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Adam nodded…at least he thought he nodded. But yeah, there was nothing left to throw up, which was probably one of the best ways to ensure that you weren’t going to do it again.

Yeah, Adam was still out of it though. A little more sober, but exhausted, about ready to pass out. “Heh, no need t’be shy, pretty lady,” he mumbled, clearly losing stamina. Adam dove in for that hug, but clearly his coordination was off and he ended up hugging the other Kam that was there. Or rather, the lamp post that was pretending to be Kam. But heck! That was better than nothing! He gave it a squeeze.

The real Kam managed to grab his attention, at least. And after one final squeeze, he slid into the taxi himself and pretty near collapsed his head into the girl’s lap. He was out like a light. The door was still open.