"a dare devil, the life of the party. the party that doesn't start before they walk in.""or maybe that's the reason why." zero cracked a joke with another soft clink of glass on glass, smiling at the loud eruption of laughter surrounding them. they threw their head back and drank the shot in one gulp. the music was loud, the voices around them were growing increasingly louder. it wasn't long before they find themselves perched on the bar counter, looking down at all the same partygoers under him. some yelling "jump!" while the others were yelling "chug!"and that’s the way they liked it, living their life on edge. with uncanny jokes, jabs at random party goers and a pack (or three) of cigarettes that constantly gets perched between their full lips.for others, they’re childish, immature, too carefree. but to zero themselves, they’re free. unbounded by any measly human connections. it’s free. and it’s them.it’s their freedom.

this is where they feel like they truly belong, where the voices in their head can no longer compete to keep up with the noise all around them. it's their safety net, somewhere they can dance without a care in the world, drink without thinking about the consequences. and there, admist the crowd of pushing people, loud music and laughter is where they feel the most at ease.

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