Splash | Blair & Giselle
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“Thanks,” Giselle drawled, shivering in the blanket as pool water continued to drip from her hair. She should’ve known better than to go to a pool party - bumping shoulders with douchebags who want to drug girls was not fun business. “Wait till I fucking cut that asshole,” she muttered as she huffed in defeat, glancing upwards with kohl rimmed eyes. “You didn’t have anything funny to drink, did you?”
Blair was honestly too old to be at there kind of parties anymore, but she kept being invited and didn’t want to say no to free booze - and plus, who would be game enough to control some of these idiots as the night went on. “Me?” she scoffed, taking a seat next to Giselle as she handed over a smaller towel, “I can hold my alcohol a lot better than these idiots, don’t worry.”
She gestured towards the younger’s hair, “Dry yourself off before you get sick, I don’t have those sort of powers to heal you up.”