Ricks POV

(Y/n) left the house without hesitation, damn the girl sure knows how to party.
"Rick, hello, this is Tammy my new girlfriend, Tammy, this is Rick" Birdperson brought some underage girl with short hair over and introduced us, that monotone voice really pisses me off sometimes
"Yeah cool- URP not nice to meet yo- URP I mean veeerryyy nice- URP to meet you Tabithaaa- URP or whatever" I burped as much as I could in one sentence to get her away from me
"Mhm, nice to meet you too" she looked disgusted and turned away, dragging Birdperson behind her by the hand.
The party was getting boring, for me anyway. Alcohol just wasn't doing it for me anymore, I slid past everyone's sweaty bodies and into the garage, the closet rattled and high pitched croaky moans and groans could be heard coming from it
"What the- URP fu-" I opened the closet cautiously, an action which I deeply regret doing.
"SQUANCHY WHAT THE FUCK- URRRRP NOT HERE MAN YOU SICK FUCK" I shielded my eyes after watching squanchy whilst frozen with disgust, he had his neck in a noose and was currently jacking off
"Sorry Rick I just needed a good place to squanch" he whined as if I was the one in the wrong
"Yeah well don't squanch here, or anywhere for that matter, damn you need- URP help, professional help. God I can't believe I'm friends with you" I muttered loud enough for him to here as I walked out of the garage, I grabbed a small bag with purple crystals as I left to go back inside, this party was about to get a whole lot more fucked.

Your POV

I shut the door with a large sigh and plopped down on my couch, grabbing one of my guitars on the way
"Well that could've gone better" I muttered and began to strum a song
(A/n The character is no longer based off Marceline, imagine her/him however you want)
I usually spent weeks writing a good song like this, but this one came so naturally, like it was already hidden in my brain somewhere and was just waiting to come out on paper

I can't be bothered writing the lyrics but the song is Creep by Radiohead I know so original

I sang softly and quietly, the exhaustion was practically radiating off of my voice but I forced myself to keep going
Finally, I strummed the last chord, I managed to trail myself up to bed after I'd set the guitar down and turned the tv off, still Ricks house lit up from inside and screaming could be vaguely heard, despite all the disturbances I was asleep within minutes due to my exhaustion.

Ricks POV

I shook my head as I tried to rid my brain from the image of squanchy doing what he was doing, I sat down on the only spot of the couch that wasn't covered in every substance known to man and emptied the little plastic bag onto the table, groaning as all the drunk teenagers and aliens watched in amazement at the purple glowing crystals
"This party's 'bouta get fu-URP-UUUCKED, wubba luBBA DUB DUB" I yelled and flipped everyone off, I reached down and sniffed up the purple crystals, my vision turned violet and everything sounded muffled and deep, excellent.

Hours of dancing, drinking, and getting high later and the party was at its lowest point, I for one, was already half asleep on the couch, which now smelled weird.

Your POV

I stretched out widely as the morning sun shone in my room, my head pounded lightly from the light hangover I was having as I rolled off the bed in exhaustion, surprisingly, the cold wooden floor helped my headache.

I have to help Rick clean up today.. Shit.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

just fixing all the chapters so that I wont be as disgusted if I ever read over them again and reuploading the slightly but not really better versions.