@postergrl !
she's drunk off her ass, and this time not the angry kind. no, tonight she's carefree, the one who wants to keep the party going despite the fact it's now just the two of them. all of their mutual friends headed home to all their responsibilities, and there they are, heading home with each other. the last time she was drunk, she made a silly mistake. the embarrassment of which seems to be long forgotten now as she places her drink down on the table, leans down to rummage through the cabinet she's certain is filled with old board games from her house party days. practically beams when she spots a familiar box. " twister ! i fucking knew i had this laying around here somewhere. think you stand a chance against me ? " smirks as she stands back up and turns to face him, holds up the box like it's some amazing discovery. " twister might as well be my bitch. i'm gonna whoop your ass, favreau. prepare to loose. "
