Adam & Monica || Dance Chat
Monica started the chat 2 hours ago
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Monica: Monica walked into the gymnasium, not even really sure why she had come. Walking over to the punch bowl, she poured a cup and took a sip, quickly figuring out that it was spiked.
Adam joined the chat 2 hours ago
Adam: Adam was sitting by the punch bowl, not minding that it was spiked. He never minded the alcohol in it. Honestly, it made him feel better.
Monica: Looking at the boy who was sitting by the bowl, she pursed her lips. Oh sure, she drank but she was a firm believer in not spiking punch bowls. That just ruined it for everyone. "Did you do this?"
Adam: "Nope. Wish I did, though," he confessed. The girl in front of him look annoyed, as if he had ruined the dance for her.
Monica: The girl clucked her tongue in thought as she looked at the boy. "Why would you wish that you did?"
Adam: Adam shifted his weight and leaned onto the table. "Because alcohol is great," he laughed.
Monica: "Well you think that, and I think that, but a lot of people don't." she attempted to explain. She was easily angered.
Adam: Adam rolled his eyes at the comment. If he didnt do it, why was she getting so... picky. "Then why do you care?"
Monica: "Because I just fucking do." she replied, putting her glass down. "You won't understand so forget it."
Adam: "Woah sweet cheeks," Adam said, holding his hands up as if he was surrendering. "No need to get pissy. What's with all the angry girls at this school?"
Monica: "First of all, maybe girls get angry around you because your mere presence is an annoyance. And I have a name, it's not sweet cheeks."
Adam: "Calm down there, kid. I've met a few girls that don't get pissy when I'm around. If you don't want me calling you sweet cheeks, tell me your name."
Monica: "A few? Just a few, you're really proving your point there." she replied with a shake of her head. "Kid's not going to work either. And it's Monica."
Adam: Adam smiled. "Well I've only met a few people. Sorry to burst your bubble, Monica. I'm Adam."
Monica: Pursing her lips, she allowed herself to calm down and remember that technically, this boy hadn't done anything to her. "So, Adam. Got any cigarettes?"
Adam: Adam smiled. "I always do." He pulled a pack from his pocket, opened the top and handed Monica one. He took one out for himself and lit it, then held up his lighter for the girl.
Monica: The girl took the cigarette but looked at him for a moment. "Sure you wanna smoke in here?"
Adam: "We can leave, I just wanted to smoke it as quick as possible," he said.
Monica: "Let's step outside." she agreed with a nod of her head, turning and beginning to lead the way out of the gymnasium
Adam: Adam followed her out of the gym.
Monica: The cold air against her bare skin left goosbumps but Monica ignored it. She had dealt with worse. "Can I get that light now?"
Adam: Adam wasn't use to the cold, but he dealt with it. He took out his lighter and held it out to Monica. "Yep"
Monica: "Thanks." she replied, taking the lighter and lighting up. As she handed it back, she inhaled deeply.
Adam: "The dances are kind of boring, huh?"
Monica: "Kind of boring doesn't begin to cover it." she scoffed. "I think they're pointless."
Adam: Adam laughed. "They're only here for the creation of unwanted drama."
Monica: "Honestly, I think it's just an excuse to hook up, which is fucking ridiculous."
Adam: "Teachers can't wrap their heads around that. They think it's all for fun."
Monica: "Really shows their genius, huh?"
Adam: "Luckily I've never listened to them anyway."
Monica: "Some of them are okay, but not really the head staff."
Adam: "Ha. I bet. I've heard that Cogsworth is the worst."
Monica: "I've had limited meetings with him and i'd like to keep it that way. Have you been here long?
Adam: "I've had to visit him a few times, but he hasn't been too bad. Three months. You?"
Monica: "He just seems like an annoyance. And since February I think."
Adam: "So you've gotten use to this place. Is there anything I should know about it?"
Monica: "It does't get better with time." she shrugged.
Adam: Adam sighed. "Good to know."
Monica: "Where ya from?" she questioned, exhaling a thick could of smoke
Adam: "Agrabah. It's hot there, and I'm not liking the cold. You?"
Monica: "Never been, heard of it once though. I'm from Germany."
Adam: "Germany? My parents go there a lot."
Monica: "It's shit but that's just what I think." she shrugged.
Adam: "Ive never been there so I can't judge it."
Monica: "I wouldn't recommend it. I don't even stay there."
Adam: "Agrabah isn't too bad. It's got some nice views."
Monica: "Where is it exactly?"
Adam: "Saudi Arabia."
Monica: "Is it as much sand as they say?"
Adam: "Yes. There's tons. It's like the snow here, it's everywhere."
Monica: "I see." the girl mused, running a hand through her hair. "Must be interesting."
Adam: "Not really," Adam said, smoking his cigarette "Just a big sand pit, really."
Monica: "Where's your place in Agrabah then?"
Adam: "According to my parents, the palace."
Monica: "So you're royalty then?" Monica questioned, looking over at the boy
Adam: "Yep," Adam said with a blank expression. "Hating it, too."
Monica: "Royalty sucks? Tell me how." she scoffed.
Adam: "Believe me, some of its nice. Like the servants and stuff," Adam admitted. "Just my parents..."
Monica: "Yes?"
Adam: "They just don't treat me like they should."
Monica: "I see." the brunette nodded. She wasn't about to state her opinion on parents, as it wasn't a nice one.
Adam: "Yeah, that's why I left."
Monica: "They call often?" she questioned, not that she really care. Flicking ash off of the end of her cigarette, she exhaled into the cold night.
Adam: "No," Adam said. He didn't like to talk about it, or even think about it at the very least. "Well, now you know about me. Tell me about yourself."
Monica: "I don't think there's much about me to tell." she shrugged in reply.
Adam: Adam laughed. "There's something to everyone."
Monica: "Not me, i'm sure."
Adam: "Whatever you say"
Monica: With a sigh, Monica snuffed out her cigarette. "This has been lovely, but i'm gonna head in. See ya around, Princey."
