Everyone Needs a Drink Sometime

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Who: Johannes Van der Meer (booze_in_cmajor ) and Theod Wulflehrer (barbaric_order ) and who ever wants to join them.
What: Drinking
Where: Theod's office
When: This past weekend
Warnings: Drunk people
OOC: I should have posted this over the weekend :x

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Theod had staved off the bizarre tendrils of Spirit Week to the best of his capabilities by remaining conveniently absent when such frivolous humor thought to turn it's mischievous eye on him. However, he was only human, and unfortunately caught for the unnecessary kissing tradition. Mr.Wulflehrer was far too busy a man to bother himself with valentines day, not that he bought into the over commercialized gimmick that concentrated what should have been year round romance into a single day that even those who abided it were some times too lazy to participate in. That's not to say that the media pressure hadn't for a moment made him consider a special someone, but such thoughts were quickly banished as unacknowledged feelings were certainly not indication of mutual attraction, nor did he even really have the energy what with tending his flock of wayward black sheep. Unlike Johannes however, Theod had kept his friendly little buzz going the whole week, which certainly helped to take the edge off the celebratory commotion.

Digits tapped away at his keyboard as a rascally ferret galloped around his office floor over the old rug, chasing around a ball with a smaller ball in it. The gentle knock on his door broke him from his work trance and Frettchen's ferret-fun-fun-happy-run-run-time.

"Yes? Come in." Came a firm but calm reply a the document on his desktop was saved should the visitor intend for a meeting longer than the usual 15 minute speed-bys.

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As he started to knock a second time, Johannes heard the other man beckon him to come into the room. He peered into the room, smiling at the older man as he entered. He had been patient all week and it was time he indulged his his favorite form of relaxation. Johannes entered the room then, and nodded towards Theod. He was smiling, but it was mostly held up from the ecstatic feeling that was lingering through him as he dwelt on the prospects of being able to let loose this night. And by let loose, he meant well, exactly what it seemed to be. He was going to drink until he passed out...And most likely, he was going to still be drunk when he awoke the next morning and he would resume drinking the next day. It was exciting, especially since he had only gone a week mostly sober.

"A-ah hello, Theod...Sir." He greeted, his smile coy and clever. "How're you doing today?" Johannes didn't plan on beginning this venture with the reminder that they were supposed to go drinking--but rather let it on subtly.

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"Hello Mr. Van der Meer. I'm quite well. Is school over already? I must not have heard the bell."

Theod looked at his laptop for the time, and there it was, promptly after school on this fair weathered little Friday. Oh, it wasn't at all hard to guess what Johannes wanted as the teacher entered his room with a certain coy swagger like a child digging for Birthday secrets. Theod would have prefered they cut straight to business, but he couldn't help but entertain the younger male whom seem so fixated on his reward.

"I'm fine, in fact, before you came-" Though more accurately it was 'before I got back to serious school work', "I was investigating good activities in which to participate in. You .. haven't forgotten have you, Mr.Van der Meer?"

It usually took Theod a little time to relax the standards of his greeting to casual. Everyone who entered his office he tended to see as a student, and a student during school hours at that. The German was possibly the oldest resident at the school, though one could reason for a tie with the Vice Principal whom had a tendency to act nothing like his age.

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Johannes smiled, removing his suit jacket. He hated to wear that jacket when class wasn't in session. Draping the jacket over his shoulder, he approached the desk, looking as charming as ever. He walked, and carried himself like a model would as he went through his passage towards the other man. Theod seemed to be the type of man who could read him without actions or words involved. But then again, it wasn't astonishingly shocking that he could. After all, he was the principal of this school, he had seen students constantly trying to fake their ways through interrogations delivered by him and other teachers. So, of course, it was only natural that he was skilled in reading other individuals.

"Of course I didn't forget, Theod." He mused. "Remember who you're dealing with." Johannes laughed quietly, finding himself to be a rather humorous being. "However, if you're still busy I don't mind waiting."

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If Theod didn't know better, he might have guessed that lack of alcohol was bringing out a more seductive side of Johannes. But that was ridiculous right? Perhaps he was reading too much into that sway of his hips, or the cocky little posture with Johannes jacket so casually over his shoulder. On the other hand, who did that in real life?

"No, I'm not. This evening is for you Johannes.'

Theod took unlocked his desk drawer and pulled out Johannes flask, setting it closer to himself on the desk, than it was to Johannes. It was almost a dare. Would Johannes be so bold as to reach into Theod's personal space for that precious object? In a way, he used his personal space and the position of the flask to tease Johannes whom was obviously being quite playful in his thirst.

"I'm glad you recall the activity that was suggested prior. Did you come up with any ideas which would suit your tastes the best? I believe it would be in both our best interest to attend any activity sober, lest our job position be open by tomorrow." The blond gave a rather morbid warning. He very well knew the risks of doing any activity while drunk, a good majority never came back from their night out.

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Johannes's chest heaved momentarily as he stared at the flask the other man had laid out before him. His eyes narrowed, gazing at the metal container was set near Theod. His fingers curled in and out into his hands, mesmerized by the sight of his most prized possession. And yet, he dared. He did dare to invade the older man's personal space. He leaned over the desk, aware of his actions and the awkwardness and the almost clammy feeling that his movements gave off as he reached for the metal flask. He could have walked around the desk and retrieved it, but he had to grab it now. It was staring at him, as he had been staring at it. It was a staring contest between man and object, and frankly, the object was winning. Johannes glanced at the other man, his cheeks a soft shade of pink as he contemplated the meaning of an evening belonging to him.

"You do know we don't have to go out or anything, Theod." Johannes muttered, his voice sounding a bit strained and worried now that his flask was in his possession again.

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"I know." Theod stated this simply, agreeing that no, they didn't have to go out. However, he wouldn't let Johannes get off that easy. "But you did state you wanted a hobby, am I correct?"

The principal grabbed Johannes' wrist when the man leaned over his desk to take the flask, thus keeping Johannes in that very position and unable to draw the flask towards himself. Steady blue eyes stared into hazel ones, demanding attention away from the steel cased addiction and it's temptingly reflective surface.

"I'm fairly sure that is what I heard, that you wanted more in life than to be drunk? If you're going to stare at that flask so hard, why don't you actually look at it."

By this the blond had meant the reflection on the metallic container which mirrored a desperate blond man caught in the act of greedily reaching for a few mouths of alcohol with entranced desperation on his face.

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He froze, not just from the mere comment from the man, but from the grasp on his wrists, and the stinging sensation of the man staring at him. He had never noticed before, how bright and deep Theod's eyes were. They were astonishingly bright, and made Johannes realize just dull and lifeless his were in comparison. A sudden wave of emptiness overcame his as Theod told the man to look at his flask in another way. He stared down at the flask again, seeing his form. His eyes were wide, desperate, almost crazed, but there was a lack of color in his eyes. His posture was slumped and awkward, and overall, he looked like a man who was driven to the edge on countless occasions, and had been broken and beaten. There were no marks or indications that such of any activity had occurred, but that look on Johannes's face which was pleading for the small dribble of fluid in that flask was a sight to see.

He wouldn't break down. He wouldn't scold himself. And he would find himself in a massive slump of tears like he had a few days prior. He wouldn't show weakness. But he couldn't deny his obsession. And slowly, Johannes's hand released the flask. He wanted to drink. But he didn't want to let the man down.

And with a simple nod of the head, he spoke. "I understand, sir."

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Theod released Johannes' hand once he had let go of the flask, the other male seeming to calm down for a moment. But if Theod had wanted him calm, then why tease him with the sight of the flask? The German had wanted to test Johannes' will and dedication to filling his life with something else. He didn't rub the result of this test in Johannes' face however, Theod believed that if anyone had the power to change Johannes' behavior it was Johannes. If anyone was going to scold Johannes on his behavior it was Johannes, the whole process was more powerful internal then it could ever be from an external source no matter how much influence Theod might have had. The first step, as Theod believed it, was getting Johannes to notice how he was acting and evaluate that himself.

"Alright then, so what activities have you thought about doing?" The blond would have preferred it if Johannes picked so it would be an activity more relevant to him.

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His chest heaved for a moment, trying to take in how crazed he just seemed by grasping the flask. His desperation was just so clear. Johannes backed away from the desk slowly leaving his flask in place. He was a refined young man, he shouldn't be this attached for the liquid burn of alcohol. His mind begged him, begged him to dive forward and retrieve that flask and bolt out the door...But...What about his other alcohol? The stash Theod kept so securely locked within that room. There was no way he'd be the type to steal--What was coming over him? He was considering stealing from this man. Though...it would be stealing what was actually his. But no...No. He wouldn't. He closed his eyes, calming down and listening to the sound of his breathing.

"I-I haven't come up with much." He said firmly. "I...I didn't have any acceptable hobbies before I started drinking." Johannes's expression wavering, he began to look somewhat uncomfortable. "And, by acceptable, I mean...it's not something I'd imagine you enjoying. I doubt even I would enjoy it now."

He sighed. "I used to go to raves, sir." Johannes muttered, his cheeks flushing. "I know, it seems a bit odd to imagine me at one but, I did have a good time going to them--" he paused. "Forget it, I'd much prefer it if you called the shots on this."

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"If you'd like to go to a rave, we'll go to a rave, Johannes." Theod said simply. His hands clasped atop the desk as he sat on his leather chair in his suit. A rave wasn't some where he'd go by himself really, or even if he had Leo by his side. It would of course be obnoxiously loud, but, he was there to help Johannes and that of course meant going some place Johannes would enjoy.

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Johannes shook his head mildly, a faint smile upon his foreign lips. "Please, sir. I'd rather not do something that you would be uncomfortable with." His smile was actually rather sincere, and it was clear he wasn't faking it in the slightest. "Theodrick, really. If you'd just like to do something simple, such as a dry restaurant of sorts, it's fine with me. Besides..." He laughed softly pushing up his glasses. "Raves have booze. Lots of it."

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"I see. Well Mr.Van der Meer, we certainly can't have that, now can we? I'm afraid that unlike your Vice Principal, I'm a little more out of touch with the more party-minded things other's like to participate in, but may I suggest some activities I've done?"

He opened his laptop again and waited for it to spring to life before he began fishing through files.

"You iron don't you, Johannes? Last year with a few British associates from college I got drunk and did some ironing. It was.. very enjoyable. Ironed the shirt I brought with me."

He turned the laptop around to show Johannes a picture. In that picture was Theod, as stoic as ever, shirt off with an ironing board in front of him.. the wind in his hair as he stood atop a perilously high cliff. It was the sort of cliff you'd need need a lot of climbing experience to scale. To make the picture even more bizarre it seemed to have been taken at sun rise with Theod giving the thumbs up to the camera man.

"The point is, as long as it's done with someone, it doesn't matter what the activity is. Even if I seeming embarrassingly orderly in your opinion.. perhaps to put it lightly.. and there is no need to spare my feelings-" He held up his hand, "When things are done in good company.. it doesn't matter what is done. This picture also brings me to another point. Would you like to go rock climbing? Or, if that's too physically challenging we can go to the aquarium tomorrow and swim with the dolphins... I know someone who owes me a favor..."

Despite how subdued and ordinary Theod appeared, one of his past times was extreme outdoor activities. Which often became a little more perilous when combined with his love of drinking.

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Johannes couldn't help but be stunned by the comment about ironing. That was...an odd comment to say the least. Before Theod managed to continue his statement, he wondered if it was the man's way of saying that the Luxembourgian man was boring....But Theod continued and Johannes had to laugh. Extreme ironing, was it? Interesting. It actually seemed like fun. But Theod had been drinking in the picture that flickered up on to the laptop screen, and well...Johannes was going to try and not drink for a while. Maybe on one of his splurge days--if he was allowed any--he would go and try that.

"I understand, sir." Johannes said, smiling ever-so-politely at his boss. "Rock climbing does sound interesting. I tried that as a child, and I did enjoy it. But I've only had experience really on those rock walls that are in gymnasiums, though I have been on a real mountain once before. S'quite fun." He mused to himself as he thought. "...But swimming with dolphins does sound fun." Johannes caught himself suddenly as he fantasized about the activities, then chuckled politely. "Is this the sort of thing I've been missing out on by drinking so much?"