I'm the weekend

Moriah. 21

[moriahxlane]

Alright I’m about to come off my hiatus but I really need plots so if anyone wants to plot please let me know

[nat-ryley-blog]

“Go ahead. Ask me. Ask me anything historical. If I answer right, you have to take a shot of whatever I give you.” A tipsy Nat leaned a little closer and deepened her voice, “Do you want to play a game?” 

[moriahxlane]

“Alright a historical question lets see.” She said scrunching up her face trying to think of a good question to ask that wasn’t super easy. “What was the length of the shortest presidential term in United States history?”

[elizabethecholls-blog]

“Near, far, whereeeeever you are–I believe that the heart does go ooooon. Once. More. You oooopen the door, and you’re here in my heart, and my heart will go on and on–”

The melody died down with a laugh from Elizabeth and she took a bow, stepping down from the little stage that had been constructed for the sole purpose of karaoke. Handing off the microphone she’d been crooning into (slightly off key), she turned to a familiar face, defensively. “Don’t laugh at me,” She started with a snort. “I never claimed to be a singer, but it’s my sacred duty as Goddess of Chardonnay and Karaoke to keep everyone excited about singing in front of a bunch of drunk people. Also, I’m a little drunk myself.”

[moriahxlane]

Moriah watched as the blonde sang obviously feeling the song or she was drunk Moriah couldn't really tell. She playfully clapped as the other bowed. "I'm sorry I couldn't help it. Lovely song choice though." She said clapping "Well you have to keep that title and you're doing a pretty good job."

[prezbstew-blog]

“Welcome! Welcome!” BStew waved his arm towards the table behind him. “Have some food. Have a drink. Enjoy my friend!” He settled himself to point towards the back door, “There’s foam happening in the back as well. So check that out.” 

[moriahxlane]

"Hey." Moriah said smiling and waving before taking a sip of her drink. "I saw I want to get a little drunk first before I go out to the foam. You having a good time?"

[pedrospascals-deactivated202005]

Zendaya in Bruno Mars’ Versace On the Floor Music Video

[stellabelmonte-blog]

Stella knocked back three of the blue and white jello shots with ease, shoving the little cups into the hands of the bewildered frat boy at the door, who’d expected her to only take one. Walking up the stairs, she took to adjusting the toga that hung on her tall, slender frame. This was probably the first time she’d ever filled the dress code at a themed party but, hey–the rest of her short life started yesterday. She made her way out to the bar on the patio immediately, not stopping to look in on the Pong Tournament or listen to anyone ruin a Celine Dion song at the karaoke machine. Plopping herself down onto one of the barstools, she offered the frat boy-turned bartender a coy grin and asked for whatever he’d give her. He was wary at first, as she was a common factor in most parties getting shut down, but she assumed he thought she looked sober enough to serve for now. Which, as usual, she really wasn’t. When someone took the seat to her left, she turned, and despite the fact that Brayden and the Lambda boys weren’t charging for drinks considering it was BYOB and we’ll turn it into a cocktail, she said:

“Drink up, bitch. I’m buyin’ tonight.” 

[moriahxlane]

Moriah contemplated if she even wanted to come to this party, she was tired her body was already slightly sore from training and she had a project due soon but she was in desperate need of fun and wanted an excuse to dress up. She was on the patio trying to avoid the hoards of drunken people downstairs solely to steer away the inevitable conflict that would occur if someone bumped her or spilled anything on her dress. She looked over when she heard a familiar voice and saw Stella at the bar she went and sat next to her and laughed hearing her say she was buying. “Yes girl pay for my drinks.” She joked before taking a sip of her already full cup.

[hansol-yuu]

“Ha! I could beat you dancing any day!” Exclaimed the younger boy boastfully, before he drank the remaining beer in his cup as if it was a shot. The buzz of the alcohol was kind of relaxing; even if the taste felt foreign (his brother only allowed him to drink soju, and that shit was way stronger than beer, so Jaehyun wasn’t too worried about getting wasted). “I’m just holding back for the sake of your ego.” He added with a smirk, although he wasn’t even sure with whom he was talking anymore. “Say, what was your name again?”

[moriahxlane]

Moriah laughed at the males comment about beating her at dancing, she didn’t know his skills but she was pretty confident in her own so she wasn’t sure how truthful his statement was. “Really? I would challenge you but I don’t know how well a dance battle mixes with alcohol and these heels.” She said laughing before taking a drink from her cup. “I’m Moriah.”

[moriahxlane]

[ohgemma-blogg-deactivated202202]

How hard was it to get a glass of Coke, around here? The bartender was getting increasingly frustrating, and her patience was being tested to the limits. Fingers tapped furiously against the wooden counter, her torso resting against its frame. Was she purposely ignoring Amara, or was she really that short? “C’mon! I’ve been waiting for like, five minutes,” she exclaimed over the crowd of rumbling college students. When someone finally sidled up beside her, she turned her attention towards them, pressing her side into the counter: “Maybe you’ll have better luck than I have, because my God.”

[moriahxlane]

It was Moriah’s off day and somehow she still ended up at the bar. She looked around seeing how busy it was and just shook her head as she approached the counter, she normally would sit off to the side by herself but she didn’t have a choice but to interact today. “It does look super busy today. What did you want?” She asked the woman, she recognized the person behind the bar so she figured she might as well order both drinks

[ezrahshields-blog]

“Making a statement is essential,” he continued on in his monologue to his fellow Sharks For Change, all surrounded by crafts needed for poster making. A march for Martin Luther King Day was set to happen that weekend, an event Ezrah had lassoed a number of people into attending with him. “If you’re going to make a sign, make sure it’s one people will listen to as easily as they do street ones.” 

[moriahxlane]

Moriah didn’t know how she ended up working on making posters but she was loving it she had already knocked out a few but now she was losing her creative streak. “So are we going for MLK quotes or the really good protest signs?” She asked as she started to sketch in pencil on one of the poster boards.

[cendaya]

[stassischroeder]

[dirtfaggot]

who would’ve thought i’d get you?