Who: Emo, Ecstasy and later Johnny What: Partying leads to disastrous results. When: Tonight, from about Midnight on. Where: Random NYC club and later Emo and Johnny's apartment. Warning: Drugs, some questionable content and bad trips.
He couldn't even remember what explanation he gave Johnny as he left the apartment by the time he got to the venue. Maybe it was nothing more than a simple "I have an appearance to make," before he was out the door and into a cab, already well on his way to being high. He'd dressed up a little better than he did when he was just going to a bar and left with a lot more cash in his pocket as well. He didn't expect to be home until the sun came up.
It was hard to explain what had gotten into him recently. Maybe it was the fact that he hadn't been sleeping well combined with Johnny's odd behavior and a lingering doubt or fear of rejection. There were so many thing to say and so many things that would never get said. It was straining on him. All he needed was a break and for someone to tell him they loved him.
Ecstasy had always been good to him for that. And most of the time he actually believed the things that the god told him.
The venue was loud, one of Emo's bands on stage and all of his followers packed in tight. It was a rush just walking in the front door and it only got better the longer the drugs were working and more he let the music sink in. He didn't even think of the implications of letting his followers flock near to him, touching and dancing up against him. It didn't matter, though, because Ecstasy would be there soon and he would make everything feel good again.