It's about 11 pm on New Year's Eve, and Lilah's standing, beer in hand, next to a co-ed gyrating to the (very loud) pop music, and her (very impressed) boyfriend. Felix found a way to get them into this college party, and Lilah's been drinking pretty heavily, and still is. Mostly beer, but also jello shots, and some of the tequila he got her for Christmas. She seems in a better mood than the other evening, a FAR better mood, as judged by her frequent laughter and hanging all over Felix. Currently, he's stepped away, perhaps to fetch more drinks, or maybe just to powder his nose.

Because a lot of students go home (or otherwise away) for winter break, the overall population is a lot smaller right now. But you can't have holidays without parties! Actually, a fair number of those around agree with Felix's opinion that there should be as few days as possible without parties. At any rate, most of the Greek houses have gotten together in the service of this desire, so it's easy to assume someone's from one of the others, or someone's date or friend. Plus, to be honest, plenty of them have probably seen Felix around on other nights. He's been in a great mood as well, and drinking plenty; he's been making Lilah dance with him, of course, and when last seen was off to find a bathroom AND bring back more drinks. Albeit presumably not from said bathroom. Even so, it's starting seem as though it's been... a while since he left.

Lilah's beer is empty. It is a sad moment, and surely tiny violins are playing for her at this very moment. She purses her lips, standing on her tip-toes to try and spot him. And when that fails, she sets the empty bottle down on the arm of a nearby chair, and chews at her bottom lip. Perhaps one would think she'd go searching for him right away, but instead she waits a few more minutes, looking around to see if NOW she'll spot him. She's gone from relaxed to anxious all of a sudden, and finally is propelled into motion. Her first stop is not to find a bathroom, but to head toward wherever she can find a drink. She doesn't take one, yet; instead, she seems to still be looking for him.

Hopefully she is not crying current tears while Felix is apparently falling down on the job. It is, however, just as she's eyeing the drinks that there's a bit of commotion, including a familiar voice just barely making it above the music; what it's saying is, "Hey! Look out below!" Most of this front room is two floors high, and an upward look in the right direction would reveal Felix on the balcony that is the edge of the second floor. He and another guy have a mattress just over halfway over the railing, teetering slightly while it waits to, presumably, get dropped. Most of the people below do as they're told, and quickly, once they look up, although one guy does have to get yanked out of the drop zone by his date.

Lilah is not crying current tears, nor future tears... YET. What she *is* doing, is looking concerned at not seeing him by the drinks. She looks up in surprise at that voice, and her expression shifts quickly, from relief to guilt and then right back to surprise, when she sees the mattress and makes out what he's saying. She makes sure she's out of the way of the mattress, and then leans against the drinks table as she waits to see what happens.

The straggler's yanked away not a moment too soon, as the mattress gets shoved the rest of the way over and thumps down heavily onto the lower floor. Felix and his co-conspiritor look down at it, and after a brief apparent discussion, the pair of them disappear out of sight. It's just about long enough for a couple people to decide it's safe to come over and start poking experimentally at the fallen mattress before the pair appear up there, with another mattress. This time there's just a "Heads up!" before the second mattress gets dropped down on top of the first. The pair confer again, and then Felix grins, climbing up onto the railing. It's not that wide, but he manages to balance on it reasonably well, with just enough teetering to get any remaining mattress-pokers pulled away by slightly less drunk friends before he actually makes the jump, with a joyous whoop.

Lilah laughs, and loudly, at the 'heads up' warning and the dropping of the second mattress. Apparently dropping mattresses is her idea of a good time? She grins even as he's teetering on the railing, but the jump-- that surprises her for some reason, and she looks equally impressed and worried, her jaw dropping and a hand lifting to cover her mouth with concern.

Felix bounces rather impressively, and the laugh when he comes to rest is a bit breathless, the actual impact perhaps a little harder than he expected, but clearly not enough to make him question the actual choice. There's laughs from some of the onlookers, as well, and a smattering of applause. Felix rolls off the mattresses and to his feet, sweeping a bow toward one of the more admiring (and, coincidentally or not, more female) sections of nearby people. He turns to look up to where he came, then, calling to the other guy, "C'mon down, the springs're fine!"

Among those clapping? One Lilah Sinclair. She laughs again, and doesn't yet come toward him, instead watching curiously as the scene unfolds. She does absentmindedly pick up another beer, though she's stymied by its pokey cap when she tries to open it. So she just holds the unopened beer awkwardly, while glancing up to see if Felix's conspirator will jump down, as well.

The other guy sits on the railing, rather than standing, and seems to be having some second thoughts until he's apparently convinced by Felix's deeply persuasive argument of "C'mon, man, don't be a wuss!" He pushes off and drops through the air onto the mattresses, bouncing just about as high as Felix did, although he stays lying down on it for a bit longer when he comes to rest. Still, he's laughing at that point too, and there's some applause for him as well. Felix gives him a fistbump when he gets up, and they both start heading toward the drinks where Lilah happens to be, the other guy getting his wallet from his pocket and handing Felix a twenty as they go. A few other people are heading up the stairs, now, eyeing that railing and apparently pondering giving it a try. New party game!

Perhaps surprisingly, Lilah carefully avoids being seen by Felix, instead scooting away from the drinks and toward those mattresses. She eyes them for a long moment, then sets her drink down at the foot of the stairs and begins to head up them without a word. She's looking... thoughtful, should anyone spot her.

Felix's luck: >>> You rolled 1 die at 6 diff (8): 1 success. <<<

Her careful avoidance is rewarded by... not being seen by Felix. He isn't actually looking for her yet, but if he were, he'd probably be looking where he left her, not near or on the stairs. At the moment he's more focused on getting a drink -- although he does set a second one aside, possibly to bring to Lilah. Or possibly for seconds, since apparently that first one is for chugging. Competitively against his new friend, it would seem, since they start drinking at the same time. It's a damn close contest, the redhead just barely beating out the taller guy, who high-fives him when they're done. It's not until then, when they're opening the beers they actually intend to taste, that Felix's attention goes back to the mattresses and balcony, and he grins at the sight of other people following their stellar example.

A stellar example, indeed... and one that apparently Lilah's intent on following, herself. There are a couple people angling to jump in front of her, so she takes her time heading up the stairs. When she's up there, she smiles as she watches a fratbro dive down there. He rolls over after the jump, off of the mattresses and onto his feet, before pumping a fist in the air. Another fratbro takes a dive, and then Lilah's up! She seems to be the only female interested in jumping thus far, and she looks just slightly reluctant about the whole thing. But hey, what's drinking FOR if not to embolden you to do the things you're too clever for in the light of day? She begins clambering up onto the railing, and she'll sit on it rather than teeter, thankyouverymuch.

It also gets you involved with guys who'd probably still do it sober. Whether this is a benefit or a problem is very much a subjective decision. Felix looks faintly surprised to see a girl up there already, and downright startled to realise it's Lilah. It turns into a grin pretty quickly, though, and he raises his beer to her, giving an approving (and loud) whistle.

It IS fairly startling, and rather out of character for a sober Lilah. But this is not a sober Lilah, not by half. She glances over at the whistle, finally spotting him again, and returns his grin with a fist pump. And then... she jumps! There's a bit of a shriek as she falls, and then simply laughter, from her anyway. She rolls around on the mattress and wobbles her way to standing after a few moments. Assuming no one's stolen her beer, she scoops it up and heads in Felix's direction.

Felix applauds, giving another whistle, and starts toward Lilah, picking up another beer for her. When he sees she's got one, he sticks the other in his pocket, instead. "Nice goin', doll!" he exclaims as they meet up, and tugs her in to be kissed pretty damn thoroughly. He doesn't notice her beer's still capped until he lets her go again, at which point he offers her his swiss army knife.

Lilah laughs giddily and wraps her arms around his neck. She's happy to return that kiss, and with a great deal of passion, trying to keep him tugged in. When he offers her the swiss army knife, she tilts her head as though confused why she would need one-- and then her face brightens as she catches on, accepting it and popping open her beer. But she doesn't take a drink-- not yet, anyway. Instead, she tugs him in for another kiss, a bit rougher this time.

Felix is, unsurprisingly, not at all difficult to get another kiss out of, and he wraps his free arm around her waist, pulling her in closer. When the kiss breaks, he leans to murmur in her ear, "Y'know. They got an awful lotta rooms in this place..."

A slow smile lifts to Lilah's lips at his murmur, and she lifts her eyes to his, arching a brow. She then leans in to murmur by HIS ear, "Then why ain't we in 'em?" Following her murmur, she nips at his earlobe, and then lightly suckles it before pulling away. Her hands move to rub over his chest, and she finally (and rather distractedly) has her first drink of that beer.

Felix's smile is less slow. "Well, I reckon it'd be a lot harder to do that jump from 'em, for one thing," he says, and the hand around her waist slides down a bit, giving her rear a squeeze before he reaches for her hand instead. "C'mon. Lemme give you the tour." There are two stairways up, and beside each on the lower floor is a hallway; Felix starts leading her down the closer one, where their coats earlier disappeared. There are, indeed, quite a few rooms lining each side of the hall, their doors closed.