#c:syre

[dcrbyalbright]

Already having kicked her shoes off in the course of dancing, Darby had a bottle of Moet clutched in her hand, Darby was wandering around the deck of the yacht aimlessly when she saw a familiar tall figure in the crowd. Without warning she ran up to Syre, jumping on his back in the hopes he would catch her, champagne splashing onto the floor as she did so. “Syre! Where the fuck have you been? I’ve missed you and little Syre,” she joked, placing a lipstick kiss on his cheek, knowing he would probably that that. “Wanna help me break into the captain’s quarters? I’ve always wanted to be fucked on a boat. I think the rocking of the ship would add something to the experience.” @syreintherye​

[dcrbyalbright]

“Syre,” Darby whined out, in one of the petulant moods she got in when she had taken one too many Adderall tablets, hands shaking as she lit a cigarette, laying upside down and gazing at the ceiling above Syre’s bed. she was half-dressed, wearing nothing but a hotel robe. “What do you have for drugs? This stimulant shit sucks today. It’s making me want to punch someone. Hey, would you let me punch you ever? I always thought I’d make a good dominatrix,” she joked, rolling over to face him. @syreintherye​