𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨, 𝙞 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧!
𝐖𝐇𝐎: @puckermanoah & @domtinsley ft appearances from @winnieclarington & @candymotta
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: Friday, January 22nd. Night.
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: Renzo’s House
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓: Dom spills a drink on Noah and they go to clean it up, only to look hella suspicious in the bathroom.
DOM: Parties were definitely something that Dom could give or take. While he enjoyed being able to get together with his friends outside of school, he didn't enjoy that some of them liked to get absolutely wild and then expect Dom to give them rides. Of course, Dom didn't mind making sure people got home safely, but some times, Dom just wanted to smoke and enjoy a party like everyone else - just because he didn't drink, it didn't mean he didn't want to have fun. Still, with a red solo cup in his hands that had hawaiian punch in it, he made his way through the crowd of people dancing - or, rather, bumping and grinding - before someone that was dancing to the beat bumped into him and caused him to stumble, his drink spilling on him and the innocent bystander that was standing just in front of him, Noah. "Shit, Noah... I'm so sorry," Dom spoke, the red liquid staining his white tee and her shirt. "Come on... Let me help you get cleaned up. It's the least I can do."
NOAH: Noah was beginning to get more and more into the party scene with each passing party. That also meant get drunker and drunker and getting looser and looser. She was finally developing somewhat, into somewhat of a party girl. People were starting to recognize her (although there was still the occasional 'Zoe' slip up). Making her way through the sea of people in Renzo's living room, she felt a body collide with her and she soon felt cold liquid dribbling down the front of her shirt. "It's no biggie," she said, looking down at her stained tee. She did need to clean it up though. Following Dom into one of the bathrooms in Renzo's house, she settled against the sink and grabbed two washcloths. Handing him one, she wet hers and attempted to dab the liquid out of her shirt. Or at least make the giant red stain on her shirt less prominent. No dice. "You're not gonna freak if I take off my shirt, right? I think I need to ring this out."
DOM: Getting the juice out of their clothes was Dominic's number one priority at the moment. While he didn't particularly care about his clothes - though, really, he knew that he'd probably never hear the end of it from his mother if he came home with a stain on a clear white shirt - he did care about Noah's and the last thing he wanted was to piss off the girl's mother... especially now that her mother is now engaged to their principal and, in turn, his dad's boss. Thankfully, once in the bathroom, Dominic closed the door behind them so that no one would stumble in as they tried to frantically get the stain out of their clothes, and when she spoke, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Only if you don't freak if I do the same... It'll probably be a lot easier to get this stain out if we're not in the clothes we're trying to clean," Dominic playfully joked, but he didn't wait for an answer as he pulled the shirt up and over his head. His skin was damp, glistening lightly under the lighting in the bathroom, and he moved to place his shirt under the faucet in the hopes to rinse out the stain. "You having any luck over there?"
NOAH: "Yeah, no, you're good," Noah said with a nod. Really, she had no idea to be weary of him and they were both needing to clean up. The last thing she was planning on getting worked up about was a guy taking his shirt off. If anything, she looked most compromising since it was a general statement that girls shouldn't go topless and it was much more appropriate if guys did. Society was weird like that. She just wanted to get some of her shirt cleaned off. It probably wouldn't come all the way out and she'd have to get the help from one of the Fabray women to help her get the entire stain out; this was the kind of stuff her mom, aunt, and grandma were built for. "Not really," she had attempted to dab the stain out but really her shirt just had a blob of red stained on it. Moving over she placed her shirt underneath the faucet once more just to get a little water on it, hoping it'd reactivate the punch but just as soon as she heard the door swing open and Noah only glanced over slightly to see Lima's very own Tweevils, Winnie and Candy, standing at the door with their phones up in the air. "Oh. My. God." They both squealed out. In retrospect, Noah didn't realize how being half-naked in a bathroom would appear. "Dom, I didn't like peg you for the kind of guy who like went after ex-Cheerios," Winnie said, cocking her head to the side. After Candy and Winnie had gotten their show, they beelined for another bathroom. "Well," Noah paused, drying her shirt off, and putting it back on. "Here's to hoping we don't end up on the Muckraker," she joked, patting his bare shoulder before making her way out of the bathroom.
THE END.
