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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2014 0:19:15 GMT
| TO DREAMS, AND THE FOOLS WHO DREAM THEM One of her high school friends had invited her. Most of them were university students now anyway, people that were renowned for throwing the best parties.
This was no exception of course, the large house had way to many people crammed into it, stereo blaring and people making out everywhere. In fact, she could have sworn she accidentally ground up on several people trying to get through to the kitchen.
Grabbing a bottle of beer off the table, the pink haired girl glanced around for the bottle opener, ripping the bottle top off before it was taken from her. "Hey! Get your own!" she shouted over the din before grabbing the bottle back and taking a swig. Well it was definitely hers now.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2014 3:03:54 GMT
The pinkette had no clue why she was at a party. A guy in one of her classes texted her the location, inviting her, but she didn't really think she'd go. Drinking wasn't really her thing.
So there Amelie was, at a party, at an unknown time of night who knows where. She could barely hear anything over the din of the music, except for the person next to her asking for a beer. The girl had tried to grab one for them off the table, except another girl had tried to take it too.
The girl shouted something Amelie couldn't hear, and she let the girl take the beer. She tried to say sorry to the person next to her - who she thought was a boy - but they had vanished. "Oi, pass the bottle opener," the pinkette said to the girl across from her, and grabbed a beer.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2014 22:51:59 GMT
| TO DREAMS, AND THE FOOLS WHO DREAM THEM Smirking in victory at being able to claim back her bottle, taking a swig from it the moment she could. Why not? It seemed like everyone was getting drunk so if she was just as smashed as the rest of them the who experience would probably be more enjoyable.
"What?" Skylar shouted back, leaning in to try and find out what the pink haired girl was trying to say over the din that was the sound speaker. The cops would be around in a bit if they didn't turn it down.
Glancing at the unopened bottle in other girl's hands, her she mouthed a silent 'oh' before offering the bottle opener in her hands. "There you go," she replied, taking another sip of her own beer. She should probably apologize for yelling at her like that ... but in reality it was the other woman's fault right?
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Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2014 0:35:43 GMT
She eagerly took the bottle opener and pried the cap off with some difficulty. The girl had never really had her own beer before. The last one she had was in high school back in France, and it had been her old boyfriend's.
Amelie took a swig. It tasted different than she remembered. The beer was probably a different, hoppier type, but she took a few more sips before putting it down. The beer and loud music combined was making her head hurt.
Remembering to say thanks to the girl with the opener, Amelie yelled "Thanks!" over the din. It was unlikely she was heard.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 14, 2014 23:15:19 GMT
| TO DREAMS, AND THE FOOLS WHO DREAM THEM To Skylar it looked like she wasn't really enjoying the beer, though there was a certain taste to cheap student beer that needed to be acquired over many parties. Despite it being one of her first parties as a newly single woman, her boyfriend used to be a fan and had got her into the shitty taste. "You get used to it," the pink haired woman shouted with a grin.
"No problem!" she replied, it wasn't like it was she owned the bloody thing now was it? t wasn't any trouble anyway.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2014 3:11:15 GMT
Get used to what? Amelie had no clue what she needed to get used to. The beer, maybe? That seemed most likely. Had she grimaced or something when she took a sip?
"Get used to the beer or party?" she yelled back, trying to make her way to the girl so they didn't have to yell. It was hard with the roar of everything, so the girl figured she might as well. The other girl seemed moderately nice, and Amelie hadn't met anyone she knew yet.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2014 22:21:24 GMT
| TO DREAMS, AND THE FOOLS WHO DREAM THEM Well both of them were pretty gross at first in Skylar's opinion, the beer was sort of lukewarm and the music was loud enough that the cops would come soon enough with a noise warning. However it was a party run by teenagers for teenagers, so it was bound to be shitty.
"Both really," the pink haired girl shouted back with a shrug before adding "Skylar by the way." After all, she seemed like a person that would be tolerable to speak to and she didn't really want to talk to anyone she used to go to school with anyway.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2014 1:32:18 GMT
She didn't really need to get used to this atmosphere. There weren't really any university students there, and it was so loud there was ringing in her ears. Still, the other girl was nice, and if there were more people like that at these parties, there might be something to get used to.
"I'm Amelie," the pinkette shouted to Skylar, finally pushing her way through the crowd to get to her. There were a couple grumbles from some people kissing right behind her who were pushed apart momentarily. Amelie glared at them for a second, and took a swig of her beer.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2014 20:50:28 GMT
| TO DREAMS, AND THE FOOLS WHO DREAM THEM "Nice to meetcha," Skylar shouted back, jumping up onto the kitchen side as the girl made her way over. It wasn't really, she'd rather meet a new friend anywhere but here, if she wanted a new friend in the first place.
Patting the space on the side behind her before glaring at the couple that decided that the kitchen was the best place to make out. Cupping her hands together the pink haired woman shouted "Oi you two, I'm sure there's a broom closet somewhere you can occupy, nobody wants to see your PDA!"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2014 1:47:40 GMT
English speakers and their fangled lingo. Amelie was fluent in English, and her accent was basically non-existent, but that didn't mean she understood everything. "Um, what's a PDA?" she asked, hopping up onto the counter next to Skylar.
The pinkette took another swig of her beer. It tasted a lot better than the last time she took a sip. Weird. Still, as she looked around, there seemed to be drunken people galore and stuff. Glancing at her beer and then at the partygoers, Amelie put it down on the counter next to her. Ending up like them wasn't her goal.
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