moosey
Half Way To The Clouds
I can't help being awesome.
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Post by moosey on Mar 6, 2006 21:09:22 GMT -5
"Sounds good to me." Dorgo told her. He followed her to the farmilliar couch, plopping down tiredly on it. He now completely shed his jacket and placed it on the Arm of the couch. For a few minutes he breathed heavily, then leaned back on the couch and relaxed. "Are all the parties here like this?" he wondered aloud. He reached towards a table next to him, looking for a drink. Most of the beverages were alchoholic, but there was a punch which he took a glass of. He sipped at the seemingly innocent beverage.
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Post by Layla Tahirah on Mar 6, 2006 21:14:53 GMT -5
"I hope not. I like variety." Layla smiled over at Dorgo, chuckling lightly as he sipped at his punch. "So, Mr. McCutcheon, what do you do in your spare time? Sing, dance, play any instruments?" Layla tapped her knee to occupy hre fingers, using the other hand to bring her vodka to her lips. She drank deeply, realizing she was almost done her third large glass. Layla felt extremely tipsy now, but shook it off as she normally did at parties. She placed her beverage down on the table, stopping her intake so as not to feel sick.
Layla grabbed for an unopened bottle of water from the surface to her left, chugging it back heartily to quench her parched throat.
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moosey
Half Way To The Clouds
I can't help being awesome.
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Post by moosey on Mar 6, 2006 21:23:15 GMT -5
"I play the bass." he told her, "And I'm thinking about opening up a record store." He drained his glass of punch and poured himself another one. He couldn't quite put his tounge on it, but there was something abnormal about the punch. It was good though, and soon he was on his third glass. It never even crossed his mind that the drink could have been spiked with alcohol.
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Post by Layla Tahirah on Mar 6, 2006 22:01:08 GMT -5
"Well that's pretty cool...have you ever considered forming a band?" Layla looked lazily around the room, her eyes unfocusing every so often. Her head spun slightly as she took another deep swig from her glass. The alcohol stung her throat, and again Layla reached for the water bottle. She leaned back against the plushie cushions, sighing and placing a hand on her forehead.
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Post by ♥Dancing Star♥ on Mar 6, 2006 22:17:29 GMT -5
Ashlee glanced around, happy to see the number of people that had come. She wondered if that guy she had met at the Lake would come. She walked up to Amyna.
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Post by Black and Pink Fairy on Mar 6, 2006 22:38:41 GMT -5
(dangit, it didn't post my post, lol)
Amyna smiled "Ok, we can go to the party. And i'm gonna hopefully get a mansion soon... Wanna take my black lexus to the party?" she asked sighing. "Oh, and wanna stop by starbucks on the way?" she smiled and pulled Layla outside. Pointing to her lexus she said "There it is! We can drive with the sun roof open" She smiled and pulled a box of cigarettes out of her pocket, she took one out and then took her black lighter out of her other pocket. She lit the cigarrette and smiled. She put her back against the wall and sighed.
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Post by Layla Tahirah on Mar 6, 2006 22:45:02 GMT -5
Layla felt awful about leaving Dorgo alone, but she knew she would be better off going with Amyna. She would have to run inside again to grab her sweat shirt anyways. "Do you think I could steal one of those off you?" Layla slurred through her liquored voice, reaching for one of Amyna's cigarettes. She didn't normally smoke, but today was an occasion. On her first day in town, she had met a great guy named Dorgo, and found a old friend, Amyna. It wouldn't be so bad here after all. "I gotta go back in to get Dorgo after this, though. I can't just leave him in there alone...I think he might overload in the party scene."
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Post by Black and Pink Fairy on Mar 6, 2006 22:51:58 GMT -5
"Yea, I gotta get my other outfit that I was wearing and my purse, its all in Ashlee's room." She handed Layla a cigarette and smiled. She gave her the lighter and sighed. She walked back inside and threw her cigarette on the concrete before she closed the door. She ran as fast she she could on her boots and grabbed her purse. She took out her keys and waited for Layla and Dorgo.
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moosey
Half Way To The Clouds
I can't help being awesome.
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Post by moosey on Mar 6, 2006 23:10:50 GMT -5
Dorgo had pondered the question, sipping on some more punch, "I've thought about it." he said, "You play any instruments?" Before she could get the chance the respond, she was in and out a few times. "What's going on?" he asked Layla as she retrived her sweater. "Going home already?" He had to admit, he was feeling a bit out of it, but he didn't want to leave the party. He figured he was just tired because he had been sitting down.
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Post by ♥Dancing Star♥ on Mar 6, 2006 23:13:57 GMT -5
Ashlee looked around shaking her head. Maybe a party wasnt the best thing She thought. She brushed away the thought and asked the DJ to play a song. She got up and started dancing, talking to a few other friends.
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moosey
Half Way To The Clouds
I can't help being awesome.
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Post by moosey on Mar 6, 2006 23:47:46 GMT -5
KC was busy dancing to the loud party music. Even though he bragged about his 'mad dance skills', it was obvious it was an exxageration. He was probably making a fool of himself on the dance floor, but quite frankly, he didn't care. He was way to outgoing to mind anyone laughing at him, he often laughed with them. After a while, KC flopped down on a couch. "Hope you're not saving this seat." he told a guy with blue hair next to him.
"Nope.." replied Dorgo, "I think my friends left.." He seemed confused, and that punch must have been spiked because he was beginning to slur his words a bit. "Say dude, do you drink?"
"No." said KC quietly, recalling his father. He temporarily flashed back to when he was twelve years old. He was visiting his dad in the hospital. His dad needed a new liver, but he was nowhere near the top of the donor list. It was a horrible way to die. KC was silent again, vowing he'd learn from his father's mistakes.
"Then stay away from the punch." hiccuped Dorgo.
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Post by ♥Dancing Star♥ on Mar 6, 2006 23:51:06 GMT -5
Ashlee looked over at KC talking to the guy who seemed to be drunk. The thought hit her and she paniked. She ran up to the guy. "Hey! Where did you get achohal?" She kinda yelled. She smiled at KC in a paniky way. She didnt want drunken weirdos at her party, or in her house, throwing up.
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moosey
Half Way To The Clouds
I can't help being awesome.
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Post by moosey on Mar 6, 2006 23:59:05 GMT -5
"I think someone spiked your punch babe." Dorgo told her with a shrug, "But it's some good punch. I mean, without the booze and all." He sat back on the couch.
"You feeling okay there buddy?" KC asked the guy.
"Yeah." replied Dorgo, "But I'm gonna have a wicked headache tomorrow. You know, I always envisioned my first time getting drunk would be like after some sort of hearbreak or with a hot chick."
KC giggled a bit, but noted Ashlee's seriousness and quieted.
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Post by Layla Tahirah on Mar 7, 2006 16:37:24 GMT -5
Taking a hard drag from her cigarette, Layla turned as Amyna walked away. She carelessly tossed it onto the cement, stamping it out before following her new friend back inside the house. "Hey Amyna-" she began, pacing nervously backwards as she realized that she had dissapeared into the crowds. Layla shrugged, casually flipping her ebon curls and continuing on. She fell onto the arm of the couch beside Dorgo, taking this time to respond to his last question. "Sorry, babe." she paused, looking over the mass of people. "And to answer you question...I'm more of a singer." Layla grinned delightedly as she reached again for her red cup. Seeing the shock on Ashlee's face, she placed it on the table again, petting it lovingly and then turning to focus on Dorgo. "Are you tanked, Dorgo?" Layla sat back, obviously pleased as visable in her tone.
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moosey
Half Way To The Clouds
I can't help being awesome.
Posts: 64
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Post by moosey on Mar 7, 2006 17:45:25 GMT -5
"Uh..." he replied pitifully, "Yeah." He crompled up the paper cup, which he still had in his hands and tossed it in a general direction where he believed a garbage can would be. He was wrong however and it made a dull thud on the carpet. He massged his temples slightly, "Jesus Christ.." he mumbled, now developing a migraine, "I try to get out more and all I get is totally spent." He buried his face in his hands.
"I don't envy the headache you're gonna have tomorrow dude." commented KC.
"Shut your freakin pie hole." was Dorgo's response.
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