Growing Up Slowly

||19|| McMasters|| Criminal Justice Major

[god-ding-deactivated20200914]

“Mmm.” He takes a sip of his drink. “So what do you do with your time? Work? Uni?”

[becca-beyond-blog]

“well I go to Uni, majoring in criminal justice. still looking for a job at the moment.” She sipped her drink. “What about you?”

[callipygicn-blog]

“ we’re going to a bar ? you didn’t tell me that. “

[becca-beyond-blog]

“It’s the weekend, it should be assumed.”

[claytonpossible-blog]

Malia deepened the kiss while she ‘accidentally’ spilled voka onto the girl’s shirt. “Oops…” She mumbled, “Better take that off before it sticks…”

[becca-beyond-blog]

Becca giggled looking down at the spill. She pulled the shirt over her head and dropped it to the ground.  She took the bottle from the girl, taking a long chug from it before ‘accidentally spilling on her shirt. “Oh clumsy me.” she smirked

[claytonpossible-blog]

Malia smirked. Mission Completed. Malia took a sip from her vodka before leaning over and kissing the girl, letting her taste the drink.

[becca-beyond-blog]

Becca kissed the girl back with no hesitation, letting the taste of the vodka slide into her mouth.

[god-ding-deactivated20200914]

“Well that explains it.” He chuckles. “I moved here 7 months ago for university.”

[becca-beyond-blog]

“That makes sence.”

[claytonpossible-blog]

Malia chuckled. “Hm, it’s a good way to do it… but not the best.” A small smirk curled on her lips. “There was this one girl who was a temporary transfer student last year…. she had a few ways to use a vodka bottle.”

[becca-beyond-blog]

“oh yea, what kind of ways.” Becca asked curiously. “I’m down for some creative ways.”

[claytonpossible-blog]

Malia let a smirk grow on her lips. “You know, the last time I drank some vodka was when I licked it off this guys abs. And I mean, he had definition.” She smirked, but an idea popped into her head. An amazing idea, but it would take some convincing.

[becca-beyond-blog]

“I mean thats the best way to do it right,” She laughed. “And if you’re gonna drink off abs, why not well defined ones.” She grinned tucking her hair behind her ear.

[god-ding-deactivated20200914]

“No worries. So, Becca, why haven’t I seen you around before?”

[becca-beyond-blog]

“Um, well I did just move back from the states, but before that I grew up here.”

[god-ding-deactivated20200914]

When they get to the bar, he orders. “One vodka sour and a pot of whatever beer is on tap.” He smiles at her kindly.

[becca-beyond-blog]

She smiled back. “Thank you.”

[aspencarrington]

“I honestly doubt that— I slept here. I think I’d know my own room.”

[becca-beyond-blog]

“Ok, well I guess we have identical rooms, cause this is mine.  I mean my back pack is right there.” she gestured to her bag.

[aspencarrington]

“I honestly doubt that— I slept here. I think I’d know my own room.”

[becca-beyond-blog]

“Ok, well I guess we have identical rooms, cause this is mine.  I mean my back pack is right there.” she gestured to her bag.

[claytonpossible-blog]

“Already ten steps ahead of ya’.” She smirked, pulling out two bottles of vodka. “You get the glasses?”

[becca-beyond-blog]

“Will do” she smirked grabbing the glasses from the cabinet.

[god-ding-deactivated20200914]

Fletcher smiles and heads into the bar. “What do you drink?”

[becca-beyond-blog]

“Um, well I drink alot of things, but I’m thinking i’m just going to stick with vodka sours tonight.”

[god-ding-deactivated20200914]

“Lovely to meet you. Shall we?” He questions, gesturing to the bar.

[becca-beyond-blog]

“Its nice to meet you too.” She turned to the bar. “We shall”

[god-ding-deactivated20200914]

“Mad. I can pretend I’m not as broke as I am.” He grins and offers a hand. “I’m Fletcher.”

[becca-beyond-blog]

“Becca,” the girl smiled shaking his hand

[god-ding-deactivated20200914]

“There’s specials at the bar tonight?”

[becca-beyond-blog]

“It’s the weekend, there should be.”

[becca-beyond-blog]

“Hurry up, I don’t want to miss the specials at the bar.”