vixxxicus:
·• ♡ Vix finished off the bottle and smashed it on the ground, screaming and laughing. “HA…. what?”
He hadn’t seen anyone standing there, and he didn’t really take the new scenery into account either. The lizard was looking to get fucked up and he was going to do it no matter where he was.
“The fuck are you talking about? Biiitch I’m dead, I wish they’d try. Anyway you want one?” He lightly kicked the trunk of the candy red convertible, it popped open to reveal cases of vodka bottles lining the trunk from wall to wall. “I’m here to fuckin party and not remember shit, up to you if you wanna join me.” ♡ •·
A small jump as the fellow smashed his bottle. Cautiously holding her body stiffly, Mitzi looked at the broken bits of glass, gingerly stepping over the mess.
“..excuse you?” uttered in disbelief. Very, very few people called her that word. To her face at least! Let alone upon first getting to know her!
“I don’t want any...” cuts off as she looks at the vehicle, “That’s...a rather odd vehicle.”
And quite a LOT of alcohol.
Perhaps.
She could...join him?
And were he to pass out...take a little souvenir?
Needless to say, didn’t take Mitzi long to make up her mind.
“Well, since you asked so nicely, of course i’ll join you.”













