Liam and George
It wasn’t like Liam to dance or do anything all too stupid at parties. When he got drunk, he was often tired over anything else. So, to spare himself being an embarrassment, he just drank some beer, stale but he still appreciated it. He listened to the transitions of different songs and really appreciated OK GO over many of the American bands. They just weren’t his style. But it was nice to be around music and around people who intended to go to the party to have a good time. In the end, that’s all that mattered.
He walked through a sea of dancers to go and try the ice cream people were complimenting. After he took a piece, he just watched the people as they danced, somewhat forgetting that outside of area, there was a zombie party going on outside. Moments like this, though potentially depressing after was something to enjoy, something that was needed. The end of the world didn’t mean that fun was not an option. It was in fact more than a little healthy.
“This isn’t all too bad,” Liam said to the person that was beside him. The quick glance his eyes had snuck revealed that she was quite attractive. But after getting punched by Charlie, he knew better than to be too forward.