Private
I'd forgotten about that party tonight until I heard the ruckus while I was walking. Went in to check it out and it was insane. People throwing alcohol filled condoms around, everyone wasted...What a nightmare. I was going to just turn around and get Rukia in to sort them out, but Kimblee threw himself on me. Turned out he'd given himself impressively large breasts...while he was sober?
Never really understood him. Anyway, he started acting strange, talking about nightmares and getting very disturbed, so I ended up taking him back to the common room. He was getting worse on the way back, mumbling and muttering things that I should not know, acting feverish.
Me, now being a damn good healer(*cough*) thanks to all those books Rukia's making me read, figured a cold cloth would do for him, and probably some anti-hangover potion for the morning.
I set up out beds together and closed the drapes so he wouldn't embarrass himself to the rest of the world, used a silence charm, and removed his breasts.
Then I noticed he was crying.
He's never cried before, that I know of.
I don't know why people do this, get drunk off their asses and then act like they do. It certainly doesn't look enjoyable...But maybe some people have reasons, to just become so out of it that they have no cares left.
Though, that didn't seem to be working. Kimblee was pretty damn upset.
Then...he asked me how long I've been going out with Rukia. He's thought we were since that meeting in the pub...But with Rukia and my plan, I couldn't tell him the truth...I had to tell him what he didn't want to hear.
Fuck. I shouldn't give a damn about what he thinks! Why do I...?!