Spin the Bottle (OPEN TO EVERYONE)
Apr 29, 2014 4:23:59 GMT -5
Post by Lucy Serrano-Blaise on Apr 29, 2014 4:23:59 GMT -5
What Lucy knew, was that a particular hot blonde wife of hers was inviting a shit load of people to a dorm to spin a bottle as an excuse to kiss the living hell out of each other. She didn’t really know why it was happening, other than the fact that Liv was also involved, but she knew she was invited.
And she was pretty well acquainted with the dorm it was in. Roommate .5, or so she knew.
Lucy didn’t tell Penny it was even happening, because why would she? The look on her face would be priceless as it was. So she was hardly going to waste that by being a caring individual for a minute. And really, she primarily visited the dorm to see her anyway. This was, if nothing else, an added bonus. A secondary concern, but a primary distraction.
Pushing the door open without a knock, she raised her eyebrows as she all but ran into someone who actually lived there.
"Well shit, Liv," Lucy started, purposely throwing an arm around her shoulders and easing her back in the direction of the room, "Do you know how absolutely fucked it is to bail out on your own-" Pause. A glance around the room at the selected company had Lucy's nose crinkling. A fair crowd, yeah. But not exactly a fair crowd. "At least hang back for a drink, yeah? You got your favourite?" Because if nothing else, Lucy knew she was into harder alcohol.
Given the number of people and the noise within itself, Lucy highly doubted Penny was even around. The logical solution was to wait for her, unless she had bailed to catch the ink manipulator in her own dorm. That seemed unlikely, given the fact that they would have run into each other by now. Glancing around the room again, she couldn't stop her dark eyes from settling on a familiar blonde wife of hers. With a broad grin, Lucy continued to usher her British counterpart's roommate back towards the counter as she raised her humoured voice;
"Oi! Who's the girly looking fella with his bloody eyes on my fucking wife!!"
And she was pretty well acquainted with the dorm it was in. Roommate .5, or so she knew.
Lucy didn’t tell Penny it was even happening, because why would she? The look on her face would be priceless as it was. So she was hardly going to waste that by being a caring individual for a minute. And really, she primarily visited the dorm to see her anyway. This was, if nothing else, an added bonus. A secondary concern, but a primary distraction.
Pushing the door open without a knock, she raised her eyebrows as she all but ran into someone who actually lived there.
"Well shit, Liv," Lucy started, purposely throwing an arm around her shoulders and easing her back in the direction of the room, "Do you know how absolutely fucked it is to bail out on your own-" Pause. A glance around the room at the selected company had Lucy's nose crinkling. A fair crowd, yeah. But not exactly a fair crowd. "At least hang back for a drink, yeah? You got your favourite?" Because if nothing else, Lucy knew she was into harder alcohol.
Given the number of people and the noise within itself, Lucy highly doubted Penny was even around. The logical solution was to wait for her, unless she had bailed to catch the ink manipulator in her own dorm. That seemed unlikely, given the fact that they would have run into each other by now. Glancing around the room again, she couldn't stop her dark eyes from settling on a familiar blonde wife of hers. With a broad grin, Lucy continued to usher her British counterpart's roommate back towards the counter as she raised her humoured voice;
"Oi! Who's the girly looking fella with his bloody eyes on my fucking wife!!"