Drink 'till You Drop

[Lilly Love]

Live had a love/hate relationship with parties. On the one hand, they were great because alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol. Also, watching the people who were way too drunk and being idiots was also highly entertaining. However, on the other hand it was horrible dealing with drunk guys coming up and flirting with her all night. If Live was still sober, the flirting never ended well, for the the other party. If she was drunk enough she actually found herself enjoying the compliments.

One of her acquaintances, Mike, from Hammel was throwing a party near the lake. Live often got invited to parties just because she was pretty and would always bring drinks. When she arrived, her backpack full with a bottle of Jack, two bottles of Captain Morgan, half a bottle of Pinnacle (she drank the other half on her way to the party), and six beers (just for her). The party was at Mike's house, which was about half a mile from the lake out in the woods. The perfect spot for underage kids to get drunk.

Mike met Live at the door with a huge smile. "LIVEY! I so glad you made it!" Live could already hear the drunk in his voice. He grabbed Live's wrist and pulled her inside. Mike was one of the few people Live handled touching her. They weren't really friends and their relationship didn't extend beyond getting drunk together at parties but that was fine with Live. They had hooked up once about a year ago but nothing else ever happened. Live was fine with that too.

Mike's house was a decent sized. His parents had been rich and given him this place, which use to be their vacation home or something like that. It had a huge kitchen and a giant living space on the first floor. There was also two bathrooms (which Mike had designated one for girls and one for guys) and a room off to the side with a pool table. Mike had cleared pretty much everything out of the rooms except for a dinning table (for drinks and snacks) and the couches and chairs, which he pushed up against the walls to make a dance floor. There were already at least three dozen people scattered about when she got there. A few drunk people yelled Live's name but she ignored them, heading to her usual spot in a reclining chair in the corner by the table. She set her back pack down and pulled out the bottle of pinnacle and set it on the table. She had no problem letting people drink her alcohol but she liked to see who was drinking it. She pulled out a beer, popped off the top and began to drink. She could already feel the eyes falling on her. A couple people she had seen before came up and asked for shots, which she poured into the red cups, and then went right back to her own drink.

[Lucas Blacke]

Perhaps it was time for Lucas to make a bold move for once.. shake up his life a bit. Problem was, he knew how and what it would entail for him. He wanted to go to a party for once, in all his eighteen years he had never been to a party due to just one simple fact; there was alcohol there. Since his run-in with caffeine and what it did to him he tried to avoid anything stronger, like booze or drugs, even cigarettes. So what if it made him less cool? Groping chicks against their will was even less cool, right? Plenty of girls would agree with him on that one.

So alcohol made him lose control, possibly. What was so wrong about that? It did the same to other people too, right? Well, he would always defend himself with what he knew caffeine did to him; it made a machine out of his body with his mind unable to steer the damn thing. Sure he had found ways around it with caffeine; a simple pepper introduced in his system would make him go limp and essentially knock him out, but the problem would be that his body had full reign as opposed to his mind, he wouldn't be able to eat it unless his body wwanted it. And finding chicks that wanted to kiss him with a pepper in their mouth didn't seem to populate much of his life.

Oh, that was one more thing, his body on caffeine (and he assumed alcohol) would not so much hunt for kisses and sex, but take it. Yes, he would basically turn to rape unless stopped. Something he didn't want and would gladly take a beating for to prevent.

One day, as he went for a jog around the lake (though with his car because what was a jog without one? that and he was totally expecting random chicks.) he got sidetracked the minute he got out of his car, a sound beckoning him. It didn't sound like anything he had ever heard before, not including bars, and went to investigate. Maybe it was a party he could join or something, find out what all the fuss was, chat up a girl or two. Things would change though if he got alcohol in his system.. he was sure of it.

When the source of the sounds appeared to be a house, and the realization hit that the fun stuff was happening inside, he quickly found a way inide without being seen. Or so he thought. It involved a window, a locked door and some shit he picked up off of youtube using a small pin and.. no matter. When he prowled about, silently closing the window and hopping on down, hoping he wouldn't make too much sound, he made his way over to where the people were. Slightly out of breath though he went straight for a place to sit and regain his breath.

Not at all wrong was the girl having a seat in the chair next to him. His eyes instantly went up and down and all over her and with a smile he nodded at her. ''Ya gonna keep all that drink to yerself?'' Even if he was going to get some offered to him he wouldn't say no, but he wouldn't drink it.

''I'm sure I wouldn't mind bein' kept all to yer fine body.''

[Lilly Love]

Live was already fairly intoxicated by the time she arrived at the house and in a few minutes had already finished one beer and was onto the next one. She had gotten herself a nice pack of IBA's. She liked dark, well brewed beers, not the crappy stuff that all the colleges kids drank. She had just taken another drink from her beer when someone sat down beside her.

"Damn thats attractive." Live thought to herself, eyeing the boy out of the corner of her eye. She couldn't quite guess his age but he was probably close to hers. Half the kids here were still high school students and then the other half were college kids. She knew most of them since pretty much all of them were Mike's friends and came to all his parties. There were of course the few new faces, like the very attractive boy next to her. Live noticed his eyes sweep over her body and she couldn't help but smirk. Well it was nice to know she wasn't the only one checking the other person out.

Live turned to look at the boy when he spoke, her dull gray eyes falling on his. His accent somehow made him even more attractive. She gave the boy a small smirk, and without looking grabbed the bottle of pinnacle from the table. She leaned forward a bit, extending the bottle towards him. His second comment made her shake her head a bit. She was drunk enough to accept the flirting but not wasted enough yet to really be able to respond to it. "It's whoever wants it. I still have another three bottles in my bag." Live said, her voice a bit less harsh than it usually was but still the same dry and gloomy tone to it.

Live wasn't quite dressed like the other girls at the party. It was a nice spring night and most of the girls were wearing as little clothing as possible. Live on the other hand was wearing ripped black jeans, dark green boots, and a dark green long sleeve shirt. She had on a decent amount of black eyeliner but nothing like the masks of makeup that the other girls wore. Unlike them, Live wasn't trying to look like she worked at a strip club. She was only here to get drunk, get others drunk, watch drunk people, and hopefully wake up in the morning remembering very little of what had occurred.

[Lucas Blacke]

She was a drunk, great. Or well, she had booze with her was all he could say for sure because she told him so.. so basically this one was off limits, unless he quickly found some pepper around and she happened to be kinky enough to feed it to him orally. And with that train of theought he obviously thought about her kissing him with the pepper, maybe that'd help counteract the alcohol (probably) lacing her lips. He'd asked someone once before but that only ended up with a threat directed at him implying there'd be pepperspray in his face. Yeah, he'd accept pain but not pepper in the eye pain, he was a fitness freak, not numb to pain!

When he noticed her eyes looking him over like he did with her he grinned a bit, seeing her muscles move like he had seen millions of times with other people. It was both a curse and a blessing, never forgetting any movement because that was fun to have on those lonely nights, of which he had lots these days, and the porn he couldn't get out of his mind.. it would suffice to say his ability helped him overcome boredom. That and it helped him learn stuff. Fun stuff. Sex stuff.

As she reached forward and offered him the bottle of what he at this time knew was alcohol, he accepted it as his hand entirely not on accident swept across hers, his index finger not at all accidentally brushing the back of her hand for a brief moment as he took the bottle from her. He wasn't quite sure what to do with it but he took it back anyway, still convincing himself of the fact he wouldn't take a sip, not even to look cool in front of a hot chick. And boy was that hard.. he wouldn't give in though, not yet, not without knowing he'd be stopped if things went awry for him.

With the bottle in his hand he slowly turned his grin into a smile, his gaze landing on her, his eyes trying to find anything he didn't like but only finding stuff he did like. Well.. okay, she didn't have red hair. He'd go absolutely haywire if she had red hair.

''I like how yer pretty much not makin' an effort an' still outshine all these hussies.'' He said eyeing what she wore.

[Lilly Love]

Live could tell this guy was a totally horn dog. Although most guys were, the way he talked and looked at at her were dead give aways. He seemed like he might have been a bit conceded, he was in great shape and most guys who spent looked that good spent a lot of time making sure they looked that good and were a little more than proud of it. Live never really had to worry about her looks. She was sure at some point in her life she would start having to actually work out to stay in shape but for now it her body wasn't a major concern to her.

She watched as he took the bottle but didn't drink right away. Most guys, while they did flirt with Live for her looks, also flirted with her for drinks. She had no problem giving away alcohol; she always had plenty to go around. It was a little odd that this boy didn't just chug half the bottle as soon as he had it in his hands but Live was too drunk and too distracted by the handsome stranger to really pay much attention to it.

Live smirked as she looked around the room at the other girls, most of which were already white girl wasted. She couldn't help but chuckle as she saw one girl trying to dance. Was she twerking or was she having a seizure? Live really couldn't tell the difference these days.

"I don't come to parties to outsh--" Live didn't get the chance to finish her sentence because up ran Mike. He threw his arm over Live's shoulder and shoved a red cup in her face, "Heeere yah go darlin!" He said suddenly laughing at his own words like something he said was some how funny.

"Oh get drunk ass off me!" Live said grabbing the cup first and then shoving Mike off. She was fairly drunk and her arm had a hard time moving how it was suppose to but Mike was way drunker and was easily pushed off. He chuckled and disappeared back into the mass of dancing, drunk people. Live turned back to the boy, shaking her head. She took a sip of the drink he had given her. "Oh, that's vodka. Not my thing." She said extending the cup to the boy, "You want it?" She said completely forgetting she had left a sentence unfinished.

[Lucas Blacke]

Because this was his first time really seeing drunk people hhe found it funny how he could actually see their muscles reacting different from how 'normal' muscles did. It almost urged him to move as sluggish as some of the people around him but he figured that doing such a thing so soon would be a bit of an insult to the people who were actually drunk. But mirroring the hot girl in front of him, now that wouldn't be an issue. Something about imitation being the best form of flattery. He had yet to see it work though, but at least he had never seen it not work for him.

He was about to start moving like she was when suddenly someone ran up to her and stole the 'conversation' they were having as this guy threw an arm around her and offered her a drink. Lucas rolled his eyes at this, oddly enough not even feeling the urge to tell the guy to piss of as she seemeed to be able to hand shit perfectly fine herself. He saw it as some pathetic kind of hitting on her, or hoping for a sympathy.. something. Why would she need a drink from someone else anyway? She had drinks enough, couldn't he see that?

Watching her grab the cup before shoving the guy off made him think she had done this before, was she a partyer? If that was the case she would expect him to take atleast one sip of something alcoholic, right? His hunch was confirmed when she said the drink was vodka and offered it to him. Lucas knew what vodka was and wouldn't drink it, but her offering of the cup was welcome though as it allowed him to put down the bottle he had been holding for a bit.

Putting it gently down on the table he accepted the cup in the same manner as he accepted the bottle, by touching her hand entirely on 'accident' and his eyes falling on her body once more. ''That guy do that often to ya?'' He suddenly asked. He wouldn't really blame the guy, she was hot and all, but it was quite annoying to have a conversation interrupted by this kind of thing. ''I could talk ta him if ya want?'' He offered as he made a little attempt to get up, putting the cup she had just handed him on the table subtly.

Then he faked remembering something that enabled him to sit back down, now with empty hands. ''What's yer name, anyway?'' He asked. ''Bet a hot girl like ya has a cool name.''

[Lilly Love]

Live chuckled a bit and shook her head, "That's Mike. This is his house and his party. He's a big flirt but he never does nothing." She shrugged a bit and quickly finished the last of her beer. She set it on the table and then grabbed the bottle of Pinnacle. Two girls walked up sheepishly, mumbled something to Live about maybe getting a drink. Live rolled her eyes and just the bottle to the girls. The looked shocked but took it, mumbled a thank you and disappeared. Live didn't really like Pinnacle that much anyways. If she drank it after beer, she would definitely throw up.

Live's attention span was short, given the high amount of alcohol running through her system. She didn't even really notice the boys covert hand touch as he took the cup from her and she barely noticed when the boy got up as if he was gonna go defends Live honor against Mike. She heard his words though but by the time she had thought to respond, the boy was sitting back down and asking her another question. She didn't even notice him set down the cup of vodka.

"Only hot girls have cool names?" Live said with a chuckle, though what she said wasn't really that funny, nor did it really make much sense. She pulled out one bottle of Captain Morgan and passed it to the first kid who walked past her who she knew. He whopped and gave a big thank you to Live before running off to share his drink with some buddies in the corner. Live pulled out another bottle of beer but didn't open it yet. She just sat it on the table and then turned her attention back to the boy.

"I'm Live." She said, extending her hand to the boy. "You?" She said, her eyes locked on his until he gave her his name.

She then leaned back a bit and grabbed her beer, opening it on the side of the table, and then glancing around the room before looking back at the boy. "They're peertty pathetic, huh?" Live said, her eyes still on the boy, her head nodding out towards the mass of people.

[Lucas Blacke]

Wait.. he had just been spotted by the owner of the house and the guy didn't even acknowledge his presence, much less the fact he was there uninvited? Was that what being drunk did to you? Never doing anything didn't really put him at ease though, he was the kind of guy who never did anything himself, and he always ended up doing something. It was usually two sided, but still..

Maybe he should just think to fuck it all and give alcohol a shot, not like he had anything to lose, right? He hadn't seen anyone he knew around, so why bother staying covert? He was eyeing the bottle on the table which she grabbed and gave to a few girls who passed by and seemed shy and seemed to vanish after accepting the bottle. Either a mirage or their ability. Actually, he wondered if there were people with abilities there, other than himself ofcourse, it'd be funny to see someone lose control and just sink through the floor or something, or have someone stick to the ceiling. Less fun would be seeing someone lose control over the movements of their body. Hence why he tried to avoid alcohol.

''Mike, is it? I s'pose he's no competition fer me, aye?'' He asked, knowing full well what he asked but also knowing why; to see her response and see just how drunk she was. The one thing Lucas knew about drunk girls was that booze equalled easy, not that he needed easy, but still. ''Bet he ain't. I'm way ta hot, an' pretty much a god when it comes ta kissin' an' all that.'' He added, slyly looking at the nails of his outstretched hand as if he was one of those conceded girls doing their nails.

When she told him her name he did his best to come up with a joke, or some sort of line that could get him somewhere as he took her hand and shook it. ''Lucas Blacke, at yer cervix.'' His eyes finding hers and his free hand making a sort of bowing motion as he lacked the room to do his signature full-body bow. ''Nice ta make yer acquaintance, Live.''

With some more thought behind it he finally brought up a smile. He had nothing yet, but he knew it'd come soon enough as he thumb rubbed the back of her hand gently as she suddenly pulled it back and took out a beer, saying, nay, asking that they were pretty pathetic, her eyes falling upon the people actually partying behind them.

''Wonder how many of them 'll end up fuckin'.'' He bluntly stated, his eyes going over only the girls out there.

[Lilly Love]

Even if Mike had noticed that he didn't know who the boy next to Live was, he wouldn't have cared. A party wasn't a real party until you didn't know half the people there. This party wasn't nearly as crazy as others had been. There were probably about forty people inside the house and another fifteen outside. So far it had also been fairly uneventful. When you threw a party where pretty much all the guests had some sort of crazy ability, things usually got pretty interesting, especially when they were all drunk.

Live glanced back in the direction Mike had headed off in, "Mike? Ha, he's not really competition for anyone." She said looking back to the boy in front of her. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at his comment about being a good kisser. Thankfully, she was drunk and found it funny rather than sober and it just ticking her off. "OH, I'm suuure you are." She said, her words slurring a bit more but the patronizing sarcasm still quite clear.

When the boy introduced himself, Live froze for a second. Her drunk eyes giving him a 'did you really just say that?' kind of look. At first she felt kind of ticked off by the comment, the more sober side of her not finding it that funny, but his next comment about how many girls he would fuck just made her laugh and shake her head. She was too drunk to pay much mind to his thumb rubbing the back of her hand.

"Damn, this kids just got sex on the brain." Live thought as she watched his eyes scan the crowd of girls. Most girls probably would have gotten upset when the guy who was flirting with them started talking about fucking other girls, however Live was not most girls. And while she did find this Lucas character quite attractive, she had not intention of going home with him, or vice versa. She only came her tonight because Mike invited her and she hadn't been out in a few months and drinking on the couch alone got fairly boring after a while.

"I'd say at least half of 'em, all it take is a 'Hi, your pretty' and they'd fuck you right there." Live took another drink of her beer and then nodded to the beer he had just grabbed. "Need a bottle opener?"

[Lucas Blacke]

''I n-'' Aah poopie. Misunderstanding #1, this one was blamed on his accent, which almost never happened. He could see how what he said could be interpreted as him talking about himself, and to be frank he wouldn't mind what she insinuated but it wasn't what he meant. Never would he talk about fucking other women when talking to such a fine, though drunk specimen.

He sighed and looked at the beer in his hand. It wasn't his choice, really, but discovering yourself meant taking risks, right? Quickly he looked up again and forced a smile on his face. Maybe a single sip would not do so much to him.. but.. what if it did? His eyes found her once more and he shook his head with a smile, focing his mind back to what they were talking about. ''Great 'n all,'' Luke started with a small wink aimed at Live. ''But like most of the bands I listen to, Live is better.'' Finally, there was the joke. Or.. was it a joke? Maybe. He was still quite hesitant on the whole alcohol thing, and seeing as she had her fair share of it she was kind of off limits as he thought before..

He licked his lips a bit as he looked at her and asked if he needed a bottle opener. He supposed something like that could come in handy, right? He had a bottle in need of opening.. though, should he try looking cool in front of her? Maybe when the situation was different, he wouldn't try to impress her right now.

''I guess I do, don't I?'' He replied with a smile. One quick sip, that'd be it. And maybe if that didn't fuck him over he'd take another sip. Maybe.

[Lilly Love]

((OOC: Live is actually pronounced like the verb. As in, I want to live in the ocean. I still think the joke works tho ))

It was probably half his accent, half Live being too drunk to clearly hear anything he said. Or really anything anyone said or anything that really happened. She would remember everything perfectly fine in the morning though. She hadn't had that much to drink yet. Yet, being the key word. However, hopefully Live didn't end up black out drunk tonight. Last time she blacked out at Mike's, she ended up flipping over two couches and three people.

Live noticed Luke look down at the beer, a sigh a escaping his lips. She wondered for a moment what it was about, but then again she always sighed. Constantly. It was kind of her go to thing. His head popped right back up though, a smile jumping to his face. Even though Live was being relatively friendly (drunk friendly thought), she wasn't really smiling much. She always had a sort of irritated expression, however now her face was more relaxed and neutral than usual. Luke's little joke about bands did manage to put a small smirk of a smile on her face for a second. "Good one." She said taking another big drink of her beer.

Live honestly wouldn't have really cared if Luke didn't drink at all. She wasn't the type of person to really judge people who were more straightedge than her. She use to never drink either. She only started drinking when she was 17, unlike a lot of kids who started as soon as they got into high school, and some even earlier.

Live pulled a keychain out of her pocket. She fumbled with it for a second, narrowing her eyes as she tried to get there to only be one keychain in her vision. Finally she got her fingers around the bottle opener and passed it to Luke. "There yah go." She said dryly, the drunk slurring through her words.

[Lucas Blacke]

The more time passed between him taking a sip and him actually opening the damn thing he grew more and more aware of the possible setbacks, as he always did in situations he would look for ways out, ways it could end badly for him and use it as an excuse later, or say he had seen it coming and bash himself into the ground by saying he was weak or some shit. He'd done so before. Karalie was an example. Zoelle. Even Anthy.

He was overthinking it, wasn't he? As seconds passed hje felt himself internally shaking his head while his gut told him to suck it up and try it for once, and if things did go wrong, who in his presence right now would he see later, given they'd even remember? Maybe that was what he needed instead of losing control; to black out and forget the entire evening, a night without thinking about anything. No consequences, no faults.

''Thank ye kindly, ma'am.'' He said with a forced smile as he took the bottle opener from Live as she handed it to him and did not touch her hands for once. Not that she'd notice, but Luke didn't really care if she did, in fact he wanted her to notice so he could tell her about the pepper stuff. Maybe it was a good idea to raid the kitchen of this place and get some pepper ready just in case.

Forcing himself to focus on the bottle instead of the negative in his mind he opened the bottle in one simple motion, knowing exactly how to do it and what kind of pressure to apply. He could also open up a bottle with the edge of a table, with a pen, his teeth and even another bottle of beer. But all that would be overdoing it a bit right now as the scent of the beer popped right up his nose, he inhaled a bit and swallowed his doubt as he brought the neck of the bottle to his lips.

''Here's ta new friends, aye?'' He said as he felt the bottle against his lips before letting some of the liquid slide in. Oddly enough this was the first time he was actually scared of a liquid, and he hesitated to let it flow down out of fear what it would do. Finally he swallowed though, feeling the beer flow down his throat and warm him slightly as he put the bottle down right then.

The first sip was taken and he didn't feel any different yet. Maybe it took time.

[Lilly Love]

Live found Luke's way of speaking to be quite entertaining. There were a decent amount of kids at Hammel who were from other countries but she hadn't had many interactions with them. She always found accents interesting though. This boy though didn't just have a strong accent but he also spoke in a way that almost made him sound like he was from a different time period. Well, at least to a very drunk Live thats how he sounded. One must keep in mind the very drunk part.

Though her intoxication level was quite high (she would definitely fail a breathalyzer), she wasn't completely gone yet and she was still aware as to what was happening around her, to a certain extent. The one thing she was aware of at this point was Luke as took a sip of the beer. She chuckled at his toast, not really seeing the boy as a 'friend' but then again she still didn't even really see Mike as a friend yet though by anyone else's standards they were. She drank to Luke's toast anyways though.

"Drinking's not really your thing is it?" Live said, her eyes on the boy. Most guys would have chugged half the beer already but he had barely taken a swallow and though she was drunk, she could see the hesitancy on his face. He seemed tense.

"Let me guess," She said turning to face him more, "It's weed isn't it?" She motioned with her right hand around the room, though the motion was floppy and indirect, "I mean I know at least ten people in here who have bud on them right now if you want some." Live wasn't really a 'nice' person, except when it came to helping people get fucked up. She liked to be drunk a lot so she understood and was, dare I say, sympathetic towards people who wanted to be fucked up as well. That's why she always brought lots of drinks and gave them out. She knew what it was like to want some kind of drug and to not be able to have any.

[Lucas Blacke]

Barely had the liquid gone all the way down when he was sure it had gone all the way down for Live, she seemed the more adept drinker and really, as much as he hated that in other people he didn't so much with her. Maybe it was the liquor all the people around him held, or the beer in front of him, part of it making its way down his system now, or the fact she was actually pretty fun in her current state and the only one really talking to him. He kinda needed a fun talk after all the things he had gone through. Sure, there was the friendly talk with Anthy, and the talk with Karalie that didn't blow up in his face but there was also the really heavy talk with Zoelle he just had, and that mixed with what he did to Karalie.. it made for a depressed Luke, all the time.

''Between yer fine body an' mine,'' He started as part of him still wondered when, if at all the alcohol was going to hit him. And more importantly, how? For now he was just focusing on the girl in front of him, and that was fine because if he did do something nasty she would at least have a bottle to hit him with. ''this is my first time drinkin' at all.'' Still, it didn't taste all that bad. A bit bitter, but nothing he couldn't handle, and certainly nothing his ability couldn't ignore.

She was right though, it wasn't really his thing. Though when the drink finally hit him he felt a bit more at ease, though not as fucked up as the people around him bashing into things while walking. His ability would still guide his motions, but alcohol didn't do to him what he thought it did. Not yet anyway. ''Weed?'' He asked, turning his head and watching her as she went on, indicating that she knew people that had some on them.

''Oh hell no!'' He exclaimed, maybe a bit too loud. ''I ain't touchin' any of that stuff, not even if it costs me gettin' ta know ya, I will not do drugs.''

[Lilly Love]

Live was taking another big drink of her beer, already half way through it, when the boy said this was his first time drinking. She swallowed the liquid in her mouth and brought down her drink her eyes, giving the boy a surprised and questioning look. "I'm not making you break any moral codes or promises am I?" If someone else had asked this, they probably would have sounded concerned or worried. Live almost sounded interested and kind of excited at the idea of taking someones alcohol-virginity, if that even was a thing.

She was honestly curious though. Sure there were some kids who had strong morals against drinking, but Luke didn't strike her as someone to have such strong morals. I mean, he was a teenage boy with sex on the brain. It seemed unlikely that he believed drinking was a sin or something.

When the boy exclaimed about not doing drugs, a few heads turned but people quickly moved on, finding their drinks and current conversations more interesting than the boy who was clearly already talking to Live, someone most people here didn't mess with unless they were getting drinks from her. Live rolled her eyes at the boy and leaned closer, the drunkness really showing in the way her body moved. She kind of looked like one giant slur at this point.

"Weeds not adrug." She said with a wave of her hand, "It'ssa plant." She took another drink of her beer. Live had stayed pretty controlled so far but the mix of hard liquor and beer was hitting her system hard now and she was getting kinda sloppy. She knew but she didn't care. She was so comfortable with this state that it didn't phase her much.

"But I gotyah. I'm not really a fan of it. Done it a couple times but it makes-a-me too in mah head. I prefer this much better." She pointed to her beer and took another drink. "And no one really knows me darlin." Live said, the gloomy dryness of her voice still seeping through the slurred words.