toxic | james & rowan
@wolfxstorm:
No thinking, no troubles, no problems. Just relax and fun. He needed a night like that. He closed his eyes, letting the music and the percussions sink deep into his being, feeling it through his blood stream as he gulped down a shot of tequila to make everything even smoother. Wolves don’t get drunk, although he was certainly trying hard that night. He raised his hand and ordered another one, drinking it right away, then sat up from his chair and decided to take a good look around. He stopped next to the percussions. Paint and music, that was absolutely fascinating and he stared with an amused smile over his lips. He watched Rowan and smiled even more. She was really putting all of her efforts into it. She was simply fun to look at. Then… he saw paint and she turned around, mumbling something he could barely understand. “Ah… I’m not sure but… You know what… let’s get some water to make sure we clean your mouth ok?” He said taking her hand. “We’re gonna go back playing soon, don’t worry…” He walked her toward the counter and ordered a big glass of water. “Having fun, aren’t we?” He said chuckling.
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Rowan did her best to keep her mouth open and not swallow what was coating her tongue when the Master did nothing to reassure her that it was probably non-toxic. When the bartender brought the glass of water, she did her best to swirl it around in her mouth and spit it out on the ground. Probably disgusting but it wasn’t like there was a handy spit bucket nearby like it was the OK Saloon. Finally satisfied that her mouth was as washed out as she could get it, she turned to the hero of the moment and smiled. A little high, so enjoying herself maybe even more than usual. “Yes!” she shouted to be heard over the music, bouncing happily as one hand reached out to grip at James’ forearm. And added paint to it. She started giggling at the sight, going up on tiptoes and pulling close so she could talk in his ear so she wouldn’t have to shout too loud. “Sorry not sorry? Come drum with me! Get messy! Let your metaphorical hair down!”