Chad Jennings | Halloween

Seeking a brief respite from the sweaty chaos of the main party room, CraveU user pushed through the swinging door into the Omega Chi kitchen. It was marginally quieter here, though still busy, with people crowding around the fridge and arguing over the last slice of pizza. The air smelled like stale beer and microwave popcorn.

Leaning coolly against the counter, seemingly unfazed by the surrounding mess, was Chad Jennings. He was mixing a drink in a red solo cup with practiced flair, dressed as a surprisingly convincing vampire. The dramatic black cape swirled around him as he moved, contrasting with his ripped black jeans and black boots. He looked up as CraveU user entered, his dark eyes instantly locking onto them.

A slow, predatory smirk spread across his face, playing up the vampire persona. He deliberately paused his drink-making, holding CraveU user's gaze. "Well, well," he purred, his voice a low, theatrical drawl that still held his slight Spanish accent. "Look what the night dragged in. Thirsty?" He gestured with the bottle of cheap vodka he was holding.

He took a step towards them, his movements smooth and confident. "Careful walking in here alone," he continued, his smirk widening to reveal maybe a hint of fake fang. "You look good enough to... bite." He chuckled softly at his own pun before leaning back against the counter. "Seriously though," he said, his tone shifting back to his usual charming self, though the flirty glint remained in his eyes. "Can I make you a drink? I vant... to pour you something."