How You Doin'? (Nate)
Jan 2, 2014 3:13:47 GMT -5
Post by Luxanna Viera on Jan 2, 2014 3:13:47 GMT -5
It was another one of those times (Not that it had happened a whole lot of times) where Lux had gotten her hands on some alcohol and was now drunk. How that had happened she couldn't remember anymore. All she knew was that she was currently inside Hammel () and standing outside Nathan Darwin's bedroom. It was 10PM (Actually, it was more like 3AM. Lux didn't have a clock, she simply guessed) and of course Nate was awake now! Why wouldn't he be? Unless he was some lame ass kid that went to bed at 10PM (3AM), pfffft.
And where was her sweater? Had she worn a sweater? She was fairly sure about it, but fuck that, who cared anyways, right? Walking around in a singlet during winter wasn't too bad. SHE WAS INSIDE anyways. Okay, so maybe she wasn't drunk, but wasted instead. But that didn't matter, right? Right.
Opening the door to Nate's bedroom, Lux walked inside, trying to stay as silent as she could and closed the door behind her. The room was completely dark without a single sours of light. She couldn't even make out the outlines of the things inside his room. She had to work completely from memory. (Which was bound to fuck it all up)
Tiptoeing over the floor, Lux made her way towards where she remembered his bed being, her hand holding something that appeared to be round. When she finally found his bed, she slowly without making a sound pulled the blanket aside (luckily it was too dark for her to see anything, so there was no reason for even her drunk self to get flustered) and raised her hand. The round object she had held was tossed towards the sleeping boy, hitting his upper back, showering the poor guy with ice cold water.
Lux took a step backwards, smirking at the successful attack with the water balloon, her drunk mind not even thinking about what consequences it'd end up in. Besides, she was too drunk out of her mind to care right now. It was too damn hilarious.
For her anyways.
And where was her sweater? Had she worn a sweater? She was fairly sure about it, but fuck that, who cared anyways, right? Walking around in a singlet during winter wasn't too bad. SHE WAS INSIDE anyways. Okay, so maybe she wasn't drunk, but wasted instead. But that didn't matter, right? Right.
Opening the door to Nate's bedroom, Lux walked inside, trying to stay as silent as she could and closed the door behind her. The room was completely dark without a single sours of light. She couldn't even make out the outlines of the things inside his room. She had to work completely from memory. (Which was bound to fuck it all up)
Tiptoeing over the floor, Lux made her way towards where she remembered his bed being, her hand holding something that appeared to be round. When she finally found his bed, she slowly without making a sound pulled the blanket aside (luckily it was too dark for her to see anything, so there was no reason for even her drunk self to get flustered) and raised her hand. The round object she had held was tossed towards the sleeping boy, hitting his upper back, showering the poor guy with ice cold water.
Lux took a step backwards, smirking at the successful attack with the water balloon, her drunk mind not even thinking about what consequences it'd end up in. Besides, she was too drunk out of her mind to care right now. It was too damn hilarious.
For her anyways.