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hxrtfelt·:
HER FOLLOWING SNORT couldn’t be held back. It was a surprise that nothing had gone to shit so far, honestly. “Oh nothing,” Kat said feigning innocence. “I just might have heard of someone adding their own…herbal remedy to it.” And if her following smirk didn’t confirm it, that ‘someone’, was her.
Tanya stares at Katerina and then looks down into her cup, holding her hair to the side to get a really good look. “Did you empty tea bags of like Smooth Move tea into it?”
coraxheartfield·:
“Oh well…of course,” Cora responded, her red lips pursed into a polite smile. She supposed that this was another one of the many duties that came with mentoring, making sure students didn’t spill drinks on themselves as they texted their friends. Part of her wished that she had skipped the party altogether but she felt a responsibility to make sure that the students didn’t too much of fools of themselves. “Let me just take that.”
“Thank you!” Honor says with a massive grin as she pulls out her phone. “You’re a lifesaver, my sister just asked me like a billion questions. Hasn’t she heard of Wikipedia?”
sunnyxxmartin·:
She watched Honor carefully, smiling as the other finally nailed down the moves. “Alright then.” She went over and started both the music and the recording on the app. The entire time, she was smiling and laughing as the two did the dance, not even paying attention to those around them who were either staring or lowkey doing the dance. By the end of it, Sunny picked up her phone and showed the video to Honor. “Impressive, should I post it?”
Honor also laughs during their performance. It wasn’t just the alcohol, the dance and Sunny were a fun combination. “Holy shit!” she yells as she watches. “Yes, post it! We look so good, Doja would be proud.”
floorsboard·:
really? all enzo wants to do is take a NAP. maybe naz would be a bit disappointed in hearing that, but flowers, no matter how pretty, were never his thing in the first place. but some people did enjoy them ( or the beer these kind of events gave them ), and one of them asked him to hold their drink. "yeah, sure,“ and he takes it because enzo isn’t a monster. why would he say no? "do you really need more than one drink, though?”
“Yeah, of course. How else would I get the night started?” Honor winks and then texts. “You can have some if you want. I made it myself. I call it the ‘Your Honor’.”
joftw·:
“ less than you, i imagine, “ jo says with a tight smile, glancing into the cup she was holding for honor. it’s about half full, but she imagines it’s been refilled before. holding it out, she dumps the remains into the grass. “ your hungover ass will thank me later, “ she deadpans. “ i’m going to go get you some WATER. “
Honor looks at the remains Jo dumped out on the floor. “Jo!” she yells in protest before sticking her bottom lip out to pout. “I don’t want water right now.”
burnthesagc:
“Girl… At this point, do you think I give a fuck?” She said, taking another sip, then definitely making a face. “What the fuck is this, though?” And still, keeps sipping from it. After the third sip, it doesn’t taste like nothing. “I need your immediate attention. Isn’t that valid?”
“It’s just a mix of different alcohols and juice.” She laughs and then wraps an arm around Sage. “Aw, don’t be jealous.” Honor kisses her cheek and then continues texting. “We should dance, it’ll be so fun if we dance.”
joftw·:
COMPENDRE ? jo gives the girl a look. “ how much have you had to drink ? “ she asks, trying to dodge the camera – she is not taking a selfie with this chick, mostly because jo isn’t much of a SELFIE person in general.
“Not a lot, these were both full and now they’re...not.” Honor laughs. “Why, how much have you had to drink?”
prcdigiums·:
“ why do you have two drinks ? “ she wondered looking down at them. “ can’t you just finish one and then take the other one —- you know , like a normal person ? “ she let out a sigh as she took the cup regardless. “ fine , answer your texts. “
“It’s faster this way,” Honor says with a grin. “I’m killing two birds with one stone. You should try it!”
soreavs·:
‘ no problem. ’ he’s not sure where to look but he averts his gaze past her shoulders, watching other students milling about, enjoying themselves. it makes his lips flickers into a smile. when she replies, his face scrunches and he can’t bring himself to take a sip but he’ll give it a sip. ‘ i’ll take your word for it. – – are you trying to find someone here ? ’
Honor looks up from her phone, looking a little confused. “What do you mean? Like do I not want to talk to you? Because I do.”
burnthesagc·:
“If i hold two, I may drink one,” Sage warned, taking the two cups from her friend, immediately taking a sip of one. What the fuck was Honor drinking? Caring lasted very little before she went for a second sip. “Who is texting you during a party? Literally everybody is here.”
“Drink some and you’ll regret it,” Honor says with a smirk. “‘Cause it’s gross.” She laughs lightly as she takes her own sip. “I have hoes in different area codes and they need my immediate attention.”
venividavici·:
Vida tends to be a generally happy drunk, so while she might have normally let some other student help instead of her, right now she’s amiable enough to oblige. “Sure,” she grins, taking one of the cups from her. “Though, why do you have two drinks at the same time. Probably best to pace yourself, you know. Don’t wanna end up totally sloshed,” Vida chuckles, and they’re a hypocrites words considering she had basically pregamed before the party.
Honor laughs. “This is me pacing myself. I’m pacing myself at maximum speed. It’s a party!” She sends some texts. “We should dance.”
sunnyxxmartin·:
“I’m sure you won’t,” she told the other with a smile. Though, just to be safe, she took two steps away from the other, just to give themselves both distances. “It looked good to me. Try the rest of it and then we’ll record ourselves doing it.”
“Cool,” Honor says proudly before attempting the rest, slowly as Honor speaks the words out loud. It’s not the best rendition of the dance, it doesn’t have much of a flow to it and some of the moves need to be nailed down. But it’s clear Honor is proud of herself either way. “I did it!” she exclaims, jumping up. “Play the song, let’s do it together.”
soreavs·:
he’d never quite known how to peel himself from the walls, always resigned to being the wallflower ( or maybe more like a moth, buzzing with the incessant need to bother and flitting towards lights, often in the sky ). so he’s more than relieved when someone comes up to him instead, even if it isn’t intention. ‘ yeah, sure. ’ more than happy to help, his own cup filled with strawberry lemonade, that to his knowledge, had not fared the spiked treatment. ‘ what’re you drinking ? ’ he wants to ask whether she actually got three thousand texts or if that’s hyperbole. any more than three texts and he feels like a businessman, the type with earpieces, leather briefcases and priorities.
“Thanks,” Honor says with a grin. She begins texting away, answering with her eyes glued to her phone’s screen. “It’s a mix of vodka, tequila, and pineapple juice. It’s really gross but someone made it for me. it’s really strong. Try it, take a sip.”
joftw·:
“ why do you have TWO drinks ? “ she asks the girl with a hint of exasperation in her voice, but she does so anyway. jo sniffs the cup – no, it’s definitely not water.
She texts with one hand furiously. “Because that way I can hit two birds with one stone. Get drunk twice as fast. Comprende?” Honor grins and then opens Snapchat. “Let’s take a selfie.”
hxrtfelt·:
─ @gallagherstart·
“HOW LONG BEFORE some passes out ─ or ‘accidentally’ sets something on fire?” Katerina proposes idly. There was something about Gallagher students. Although the picnic so far held a different aura than New Year’s for example, the brunette knew it was practically INEVITABLE the closer they got to nightfall for things to get wild and go awry. Speaking of─ “I wouldn’t drink the tea if I were you, by the way,” she quickly added, throwing a devious glance to the person next to her. “Not unless you want to get knocked on your ass.”
“Three, four more minutes, I’m guessing.” Honor tucks a flower behind her ear and looks over at Katerina. “Tea?” Honor asks, her lip curling up into a smile. She serves herself a cup and then sniffs it. “What’d you do to it?”
mattcastt·:
“ Sana all may phone. “ Matt mutters under his breath even if the other probably wouldn’t understand even if he says it out loud. He would always be bitter about not having a phone really to communicate with everyone he loves but he did his best to have some fun. He gives her a smile and takes one of the drinks. “ I mean, sure, yeah, I’ll hold it for you. Or I can hold both so you can finish answering your texts faster. “
Honor jumps from the excitement of Matt agreeing. “You’re my favorite. Don’t tell Sage.” She winks and then holds out the other cup for Matt to take before pulling her phone out of her pocket. “See, what would I have done without you?” She starts responding to messages.
Honor was always the designated driver when it came to parties in high school. The only times she would drink were when her sister threw a party while their parents were gone, which was next to never. So Honor never really got the chance to build up a...tolerance. She walks around with two cups in her hands and slowly sips from both of them. “Hey,” she says as she walks over to someone. “Can you pretty please hold one of my drinks for me while I answer one of the three thousand texts I just got? I can feel my phone going off and it’s torture.” She holds out one of her cups.