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@foster-kinney
Like Russians have some weird immunity to vodka? I swear, they can drink it like water.
Exactly! At least we both know our strengths.
Exactly like that, it’s some sort of weird science I assume. I’d say the British are immune to drinking fourteen pints in a row but it’s just not true, perhaps we’re just immune to giving a shit or something like that.
“My teachers would be proud to know that I’m capable of opening a book, let alone knowing the chapters of one.”
“I’m not too sure if you can handle what I’m drinking. After all, not many people can keep up with me. I’d hate for the night to end with you passed out on the floor.”
“Oh, I’m sure you’re capable of far more than that. Certainly hope so, anyway.”
“Not sure either but we’ll find out won’t we? Better on the floor than elsewhere- you know better than the park, in a river, different planet, that sort of thing.”
issa-is:
Doesn’t everyone have a tequila weakness?
Oh, I like that plan. I’ll totally scare them off, and you can just stand behind me looking pretty.
I like to think the Mexican community have some sort of God given immunity to it due to the fact that it’s them who blessed- cursed?- both? whatever,- gave us such a concoction in the first place.
Yes, that sounds perfectly sound. Of the two of us I’ll be the pretty one, not absurd at all.
I have many a night like that. Yet I keep going back to it.
Probably not, actually, considering most of the time I need someone’s help to open a jar. But let’s pretend I totally could.
I’d be wildly disappointed if you hadn’t. Sounds like we share a weakness.
I’m all for it, especially if we get into some sort of tussle, I’m sending you in first, guns blazing and all.
“Just let me know what side you’re standing on, please. I’m not fond of the smell–somehow always manages to linger days later.”
“I…I would but it’s a bit much and a bit rude to work my way through the crowd. Though, I suppose it’ll only get worse. I planned to head on out after a breath of fresh air but I lost track of time. I’ve never stayed the whole time, I think this might be the longest I’ve stayed, though; does it count if I’ve been out here the whole time? They were good years, a good time–I mean, I like it here–the last two events like this were….something. An experience? Yeah, that’s a way to say it at least—why come here? I mean, you could have gone anywhere; a program here catch your eye?”
“Don’t worry ‘bout it, I’ll wait until you’ve taken off or I’ll go to the smoking area- two across you said, yeah?”
“I think you might be over analysing the situation mate, putting too much thought into it. Had a few other places on my list, yeah but I’ve always wanted to see New York City and I hope to travel through South America before heading back the the UK, it’s a little bucket list number of mine.”
“I do have an unsurprisingly high self-esteem, though I’d prefer not to scare you off; so, I have learned to settle with fine–though I do like being told that I am more than that. Thank you, kitten, I do appreciate it. If you keep this up, my confidence is going to be soaring.”
“They certainly wouldn’t be my top ten, but I’m sure that they must be some teenage girl’s? I suppose that if you have it, you must flaunt it? Though I’m not technically the flaunting type, I do understand the thought process of some males. You mean to tell me that I’ve missed a guy getting a drink thrown in his face? Perhaps there’s a video floating around out there for me to see. Would lust happen to be your default setting too, or are you more than that? Ah, Foster Kinney, it is most definitely a pleasure to be meeting you.”
“Not in the least bit surprising, no and don’t worry, I’m immensely difficult to scare off.”
“Something like that anyway, who’s to say I wouldn’t be the same if I was in Armani tonight, I like to think I wouldn’t be such a twat but I simply can’t be sure. We all like to think we’re a little more sophisticated than the average bear though, don’t we? I wouldn’t say it was my default setting, I’ve succumb to boyish spells of absolute douchebaggery, I’ve been known to be a bit of a dick head but yeah, I like to think I’m slightly more evolved. They probably think the same thing though so I’ll let you be the judge.”
“A good ego inflation is never terrible, is it? I know that I look fine, but incredible is definitely a game changer for me. Oh, please, let’s shame this community while you tell me more.”
“That is rather unfortunate, especially given that you are intellectual and funny. Hard to find in guys nowadays–especially when guys are more so focused on their bodies than the difference between love and lust; have we met before? If not, I’m Annaliese Carter.”
“Not at all. I’d love to see how you look when you consider yourself more than just fine. Fine, that’s such a- a cop out of a word, it’s so borderline that it may as well not mean anything at all. You look stunning, positively stunning and not a shred less.”
“I think we’ve got the pick of the litter when it comes to bona fide wankers here this evening, I’ve already heard somebody bragging about how much their suit cost and another had a drink thrown in his face. Brilliant, that was. I think lust is their default setting and love is something they thought they saw in a movie with Vin Diesel once. Annaliese, I’m Foster Kinney and it is truly a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
Damn it, I would have wanted to see that, too.
What with the way some of these lads have been acting tonight, I’d be terribly surprised if that was the last drink to the face we witness tonight. Keep your eyes peeled.
“Actually, it’s in chapter four, but you were close.”
“I’m definitely feeling a slight buzz by this point, to tell you the truth. I suppose I can thank the handful of shots I took before leaving my place. And I’ve lost track of how much I’ve drank since I’ve been here… But I could definitely use another cup. Come get a drink with me.”
“That’s remarkably close for me, not good with remembering where things are in books, my teacher’s will back me on that one.”
“Brilliant. I should have done the same, got a bottle of Grey Goose sitting on my shelf all lonesome. It would be my pleasure, I’ll drink whatever you’re drinking because you seem to be having a fantastic time.”
“Annnnd the smokers balcony is too crowded? Me? Just…just out for some fresh air I guess–I’m not really one for….parties, especially of the frat flavor. Too loud. Too crowded. Too much all at once. But, as far as dress up goes–this one is pretty alright compared to the last two years.”
“Haven’t checked, must have gone the wrong way.”
“Why not just go home? I mean if you’re having a shit time, nobody’s going to hold it against you- are they? I’m not having a bad time but I don’t think I’ll stay all night either. Doesn’t bother me, I don’t think anyone will mind if I slip out early. What were the last two years like? I just moved here, you see. Still getting a feel for the place.”
“The party’s inside, the smoking section is two balconies over and no, I’m not dealing.” he rattles off once he hears the door open out of reflex by such a point more so than clear conversation’s sake “Unless there’s something else you think I can do for you–?”
“Not a thing, don’t need a thing mate. Was just out for a fag. You right though? Seems like you’re having a bit of a rough time.”
“Displeased? Me? Never. Dare I say it, you look a little–amazing?” The blonde had rose her eyebrow a bit, flattening her hands over her own chosen getup; though her hair was done, she hadn’t pinned it up at all. She had dressed up, too, but not much–she’s had on a dress that looked to be around 1920′s-style, the shoes, and the same pearl necklace she swore she’d never take off during her teenage years. A smile had danced across her lips and Anne let a laugh fall from her them. “Though I do dare say that. How do I look displeased, hmm? Perhaps it’s my face?”
“Amazing? My god, I can genuinely feel my ego inflating. You must know how incredible you look. I’m sure you’ve heard it at least seventeen times and if not, shame on the community. I’ll try and make up for it.”
“Something like that, yeah. I think I’m just used to pretty girls not finding me even remotely funny, it’s like a- what do you call it- a reflex.”
“Which version? Redford or DiCaprio? Well, I would be honored to take it when you’re all through with it, though I don’t actually know how to tie one. If it makes you feel any better, hairpins and heels also suck.”
“DiCaprio, they had a special nice and everything, served a glass of sparkling apple juice in the theatre, she was all giddy about it.”
“It does make me feel better, much better but mostly because I’m picturing myself trying to walk in heels and do with pins in my hair now- I’d look astronomically stupid and it would be hilarious.”
Mhmm, that’s what he said. Cheers. So, having fun so far?
Loads of fun. I saw somebody have a drink thrown in his face. I didn’t catch the dialogue but I’m sure it would have been brilliant.
serena-abrams:
“Foster. We’re at a party, which means the one thing we don’t talk about is school. If you must know, I’m a broadcast journalism major. And instead of asking about your studies, I’d much rather know how many drinks you’ve had so far. Please tell me you’ve had at least four or five.”
“Must have forgotten to bring my party etiquette handbook, don’t talk about school is in chapter three, isn’t it?”
“Bout six or seven in fact, feeling more like three or four though so the drinks clearly haven’t been strong enough. What about you, doing yourself in yet?”
“Whatever you say. So tell me, how’s the night been treating you so far, Mr. Kinney?”
“Not horribly, I’m having quite a good time, actually. Everybody’s very nice, I like the atmosphere. it’s not that they’re not nice anyway, they’re just especially nice after a few bevs. Not many of my classmates here though. What is it that you’re studying?”
“I do believe that was the overall consensus, yes! Now, I’d hardly say that you look like a wanker and I don’t believe that I’m laughing?”
“Right, yes, I can see that. In fact you look a little...dare I say, displeased?”
