let's have an adventure in the holes of my sweater (libby)

I got my bad baby by my heavenly side

And I know if I go I'll die happy tonight

Theo stepped out of the show into the cabin, which was only a bit warmer than the outside air. It was probably about sixty inside the cabin, and after you step out of a steaming shower that was way too cold. He had on jeans, but that was about it. He dug through his chest trying to find something to wear. He usually never put any thought into what he wore. Tonight was different. He grabbed a tee shirt holding it up to the light to examine it. It was an AC/DC shirt. He had honestly forgot that he even had it. He slipped on the shirt, and grabbed a pleather jacket from the corner post on his bed. It was either his or Collen who slept above him. It didn't really matter though. They both had a pleather jacket, and they were the exact same size. When you would say that the two were like brothers, that was an understatement. They were half brothers but that didn't seem to matter. Finally he grabbed the door knob. He still didn't have a wallet so he had a few bucks stuck in a money clip. That was about it.

Theo stepped out into the cold air and worked his way up the hill. If Theo's dad caught him leaving camp, that would be the end of him. Hades would have a more merciful punishment than Mr. D. Theo knew the best ways to get back into camp though. The problem came with getting into the cabin without being spotted. He knew he was a few minutes late. That didn't make him go faster though. If he was going to be out of breath it would be on the dance floor. Azalea walked down the hill towards the son of Dionysus. Theo only half listened to what she was asking because he already knew what she would say. "Yeah! Let's go! Lead the way."

I got my bad baby by my heavenly side

And I know if I go I'll die happy tonight

Theo looked at the party. Everything was basically shaking from the bass. It looked like everyone was having a good time, and the bar helped that. As a party person, and a son of Dionysus, Theo had seen a lot of parties. And this was one of the best. It looked so modern. It didn't looks normal or traditional. Everything was very post modern. He stuck close to Azalea knowing that if he lost her he wouldn't find her again. There were to many people here. The dance floor was packed, as you'd expect. Still she wanted to dance. Who was Theo to deny her? Like so many of his brothers and sisters, Theo had learned to be a good dancer. It never really came naturally but eventually he got the hang of it. Not even bothering trying to get his voice louder than the music, the son of Dionysus just nodded in response.

Whether or not Azalea was headed for the dance floor, Theo grabbed her hand and dragged her fairly far into the mob. The music shook everything. Just the way he liked it. Theo could slow dance, and he could dance on his own, but he was super awkward dancing with a partner to hip hop songs. The only thing he really knew was he shouldn't raise his hands past shoulder level. He wasn't sure where he learned it, he just learned if he had any dignity, not to raise his hands. Unsure of what to do, Theo allowed her to take control of the dancing. If it turned out that she was going off and doing her own thing, he could easily join in. Honestly his mind was stuck at the bar. It looked well stocked and very well supplied. He didn't have his favorite fake ID but he at least had one. It wasn't hard to get one in cabin 12. If all else failed he could just share a minor insanity/ memory loss with the bar tender. That always worked. He just wasn't sure if it had any long term affect on the mind. For all he knew it could cause brain tumors. One way or another though, the demigod would get a drink.