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Time:
Night
Location:
Kitchen -> Bonfire
Interaction:
Dani, Aindera, Ember (sorta)
Tagging:
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zninjsu
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Night
Location:
Kitchen -> Bonfire
Interaction:
Dani, Aindera, Ember (sorta)
Tagging:
travelbypages
,
Z
zninjsu
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xXSunnyXx
He groaned, rolling his eyes. She did have a point though, while the pill certainly wasn't poison, it made him feel like shit more often then not. Which was odd to him, because weren't antidepressants supposed to cure you? That being said, he didn't have depression.
He huffed, before looking over to Aindera, who seemed to have spilt his drink from squeezing it too tightly, which was odd to Tate, as Aindera had seemed somewhat... Non violent? At least careful enough not to spill his drink everywhere. He raised an eyebrow slightly at Aindera, almost as if to ask him if everything was alright. His attention however, was directed away when he saw a quarter full bottle of fireball not to far from where he was. He assumed nobody he was talking to cared about his presence, so he walked off, grabbing the whiskey and making his way out of the kitchen and outside, to where the bonfire would be.
Outside was much cooler, and the feeling of the hot whiskey going down his throat nicely contrasted with the breeze coming in his direction. He sat himself down on the sand, taking small swigs from the bottle as he watched around him. He had a small idea of who was at this party, what he really hoped though is he'd find some slut he fucked at the last party to hopefully get laid tonight. Or else, the condom in his wallet was a complete waste.
He turned around and looked up at the deck, the only thing thast really surprised him was someone brought a damn diary or whatever to the party. His first question was, weren't those supposed to be private? Prolly, this girl obviously didn't care though as she had brought it to the party. It'd be pretty funny if she had some dirty secrets in there though. Call him sadistic but he needed some form of entertainment other than booze that was no doubt stolen from a family members cupboard.
He huffed, before looking over to Aindera, who seemed to have spilt his drink from squeezing it too tightly, which was odd to Tate, as Aindera had seemed somewhat... Non violent? At least careful enough not to spill his drink everywhere. He raised an eyebrow slightly at Aindera, almost as if to ask him if everything was alright. His attention however, was directed away when he saw a quarter full bottle of fireball not to far from where he was. He assumed nobody he was talking to cared about his presence, so he walked off, grabbing the whiskey and making his way out of the kitchen and outside, to where the bonfire would be.
Outside was much cooler, and the feeling of the hot whiskey going down his throat nicely contrasted with the breeze coming in his direction. He sat himself down on the sand, taking small swigs from the bottle as he watched around him. He had a small idea of who was at this party, what he really hoped though is he'd find some slut he fucked at the last party to hopefully get laid tonight. Or else, the condom in his wallet was a complete waste.
He turned around and looked up at the deck, the only thing thast really surprised him was someone brought a damn diary or whatever to the party. His first question was, weren't those supposed to be private? Prolly, this girl obviously didn't care though as she had brought it to the party. It'd be pretty funny if she had some dirty secrets in there though. Call him sadistic but he needed some form of entertainment other than booze that was no doubt stolen from a family members cupboard.
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