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“I don’t really think it’s- that serious.” Jaxon could smell the alcohol from where he sat. “Dude-what did you drink? It must of been something strong if i can smell it from here.”
“Fuck yeah, it is! Let’s start a--a revolution, or some shit.” There’s no better revolution than a revolution that doesn’t need to happen. “I spilled vodka on my shirt. Thought I covered the smell with the apple flavored vodka... damn?”
“There are three things I want from this cruise. One, a tan. Two, borderline alcohol poisoning. And three, possible STDs. The last two obviously standing for lots of drinking and lots of sex. So get out of my sun.”
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“--your sad ass priorities aside, who the fuck is in your sun? Sure as hell ain’t me, man.”
“I asked for a chocolate milkshake, but instead i got a vanilla cone. I don’t believe that i’ve ever been this disappointed in my life.”
“Let’s go fight ‘em. What’s happened to you is, to put it bluntly, an injustice. C’mon, let’s fight ‘em.” Alcohol really brings out the fighter in Anthony. That’s cute.
“i go first, then you can ask something if you want. or i can keep asking, or you can walk away. anyway, what’s the most ridiculous rumor you’ve ever heard about yourself?”
“i’m intoxicated enough to play 21 questions with you, sure. most ridiculous rumor? ‘kay. uh. i ‘unno. people don’t talk shit about me like that. one time, someone thought i’d been arrested, and i hadn’t been, so, i guess that? what about you?”
“This is cute, really.. But where is the rest of it?” May asked holding up the string bikini. No way this is comfortable for anyone. Nor is this going anywhere near my body.”
“I’unno. Maybe it’s somethin’ you tan in? For, like, minimal tan lines? I dunno, man. Cute color, though.”
“So are you going for a late night dip in the pool with me or not?”
“I, uh--don’t swim. But, tempting. I could sit at the edge and keep you company?”
“It seriously feels so great to be back in a bikini and know I still got it. I should get some sort of award for being the hottest MILF on this ship.”
“High five, man, good for you. Not that I’m tryna objectify you or anythin’, but, you look great.”
Jada let out a soft laugh, she had obviously been drinking. “Oh- sit down before you get hurt! Whatever you have been told, that is not a good idea.”
“Me? I’m just--I’m just livin’, man!” He’s been drinking, man! “I’ma be fine, don’t you--oh, fuck, I should sit my ass down.”
“Do you care to join?” Sierra asked holding out a glass.
“Yeah, please. That looks great--what’re you drinkin’?”
“Alcohol seems to be goin’ on. Whatever the blonde bitch is handing out is spiked as hell, man. But, hey, you’re kinda on beat, so, good for you?”
“i’m not even fucking sure what is going on.. But whatever the blonde bitch is handing out, I suggest taking.”
“Alcohol seems to be goin’ on. Whatever the blonde bitch is handing out is spiked as hell, man. But, hey, you’re kinda on beat, so, good for you?”
“Ah, someone who has the same mentality as I have.”
“T’way I see it, you get grown enough, and you’re grown enough to act childish. That’s why you’ll catch me watching Arthur on PBS with no shame whatsoever. I’m grown. I know my concepts. I’m glad there’s someone else that sees what I mean.”
“ Then let’s make our way to the bar! I’m Avina, I don’t believe we’ve met.”
“Lead the way, Avina. ‘m Anthony. Nice to meet you. I like your hair.”
“Probably so.”
“Couldn’t blame you. Seems like the best spot to be at.”
“Yes my brother! Now that’s the kinda spirit I wanna see,” he laughed as he raised his cup in the air in celebration. “Okay so, you keep me wasted and I’ll keep you wasted. This is a pact.”
“Pact, yeah. We’ll keep each other pumped full of alcohol, ‘cause what the hell else would we do? Besides, there ain’t much else to do on cruises. Sure, there’s hella shit to do, but do you really wanna do any of it sober? Nah, man.”
“I don’t know. That giraffe over there looks pretty bomb.”
“I don’t really fuck around with giraffes. I had a bad experience at a zoo once. Turtles, though. That’s where it’s at.”
