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[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“Who says I’m not having fun? I always have fun with you.” All of her experiences somehow involved Garrett. Hell, she’s pretty sure he’s the first person she ever drank with. “I’m always cute, okay well not always but you get what I mean. You weren’t always an asshole, I mean you had your moments but who doesn’t. Some people want the world, but not me.”

“I didn’t say you weren’t having fun. I just want you to be having fun, that’s all i really fucking care about.” His hands fell to grip her waist. “I was always an asshole, Val. You know this. Even in fucking high school. I was a damn nightmare then. I was the art kid with a bunch of fucking friends that thought I was cool ‘cause I fucked with people. Also known as a bully. See? Asshole. Yeah, you’re one of a kind, Valencia Alves.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

Now she’s not even sure why she wanted to go to a club, they could have easily done this at a bar. “Okay, a little drunk sounds good to me. That’s what happens when you’ve been with someone for so long, though I’m sure I’ve always been easy to impress. I just need you, everything else doesn’t really matter to me.”

He lifted his hands to rest them in her hair. “You could get slightly buzzed and it’ll be really fucking cute. Then I’ll be forced to carry your ass home, but it’d be worth it if you’re at least having some fucking fun. Yeah, you kinda were. I was just always an extra fucking asshole. But hey, if that’s all I need to fucking do then I can for sure do that.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

Valencia hummed softly, her head resting against Garrett. “I think I’m good, besides I’m a married woman now. Getting shit faced is so single life, and even then it wasn’t fun. I know, but even if you don’t I’m still going to be happy.”

He was sure they were moving too slow for the song that was playing, but he was perfectly fine with just holding her in his arms. “Getting shit faced is never fun. But you can get a little drunk and it’ll be fucking fun. Even if you’re a married woman now. I’m sure you will be. Makes it really fucking easy to impress you.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“Well now I can’t get drunk, especially if you might plan something.”

“You can still get drunk if you want to. I ain’t gonna fucking stop you if you want to. The key word is might.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“Oh, do you have something special planned for tomorrow?”

“No, but if you don’t get too fucking drunk, then maybe I’ll plan something special for you.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“Of course I do, I did marry you.”

“Well, come the fuck on then. We don’t got all night. It’s only Thursday.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“Well jeez, you say the sweetest things to me.”

“As if you don’t fucking love me anyway.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“Who said you’re paying for all the drinks? Normally I’d say you should drink with me, but considering how wasted I’m probably going to get that’s a good idea. Maybe I won’t get drunk, being hungover fucking sucks. Really? I thought I’d have to convince you to dance with me.”

“Well, I get real fucking angry when I drink so I prefer to have some control over my actions. You can get wasted to your little heart’s content though. I’ll be there to take care of your hungover ass in the morning. Yes, really. I will fucking dance with you.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“I don’t know, I never know how I get you to do anything. Bars are boring, I need to dance and spend way too much money on drinks.”

“Dance? Spend money? Fuck. Do I have to pay for all the drinks? I ain’t get a paycheck this week. Mostly ‘cause I didn’t make any shit for the gallery, but still. I’m broke as fuck right now. Then again, I am married. Mi casa es su casa and shit. Actually, nah, I’m just fucking with you. I don’t gotta drink. I’ll dance with you though.”

[garrettalves]

“How the fuck did you talk me into this? Bars I can handle. Clubs are an entirely different thing.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“If I was upset, I’m pretty sure you’d know. I mean you say a lot of things, but most of the time it doesn’t piss me off or anything. Do you even remember the last time we fought? Like really fought about something, because I don’t. Okay, so you are but that doesn’t mean anything. I’d be worried if you weren’t bitching about something.”

“I do know. ‘Cause you do that fucking face every time you are. I like fighting though. It leads to some pretty great fucking. I don’t ‘bitch’. I complain. Very fucking aggressively.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“I didn’t realize I had a face. Is it so wrong that I want people to see you like I do? I guess you’re a lot to handle to most people, which isn’t bad. People suck.”

“Well, you have a face. It’s a cute face, but I don’t fucking like it because it means you’re either upset with what I had to say or you think I’m being really fucking stupid. A lot to handle? That’s real fucking subtle. Yeah, I guess people fucking suck.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“What face? I don’t know, I think more people like you than you think but I can respect what you’re saying. I do love you, stupid.”

“That fucking face you do every time you don’t agree with what I have to say. Yeah, of course you fucking think that, but it’s not true. Or it only lasts for a really short fucking time. I know you do.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“Whatever you say, Garrett.”

“Don’t fucking give me that face. You know damn well nobody fucking likes me. Don’t act like they do because you fucking love me.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“When are you gonna stop thinking people hate you?”

“When I don’t have a fucking criminal record maybe. And since that’s not fucking happening, I’ll go with never.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“Proved everyone wrong.”

“Well, you did. Not me. Nobody fucking likes me for them to care.”

[garrettalves]

valenciavega:

“I still can’t believe we’ve been married for over two years.”

“Yeah, what the fuck to that, right?”