tagging @londonmob but open to everybody setting: alabama has spotted your muse ( a friend, co-worker, classmate, etc ) from across the room of a college party. she’s already had a little bit too much to drink and is far more friendly than usual.
freshly dyed red hair sat on top of her head in a messy bun, a matching red solo cup in the boxed redhead’s hand and she waved at the other from across the room. “ hey! i didn’t think you were coming! “ her words are already pretty slurred, a sign that what is in her cup definitely isn’t just regular cola. logically, she knew she shouldn’t have been drinking in the first place, the red chip sitting on her bedside dresser rendered useless now but it had been a particularly hard week and she wanted to feel good. “ i missed you. “ she said, her hand trailing up their arm, a coy smile on her lips. “ we should catch up a little. “ she suggested.
