there was this girl

beer in her hand shootin' me a "play a little Skynyrd" grin she's turnin' it up, she's turnin' me on and I'd play her anything she'd sing along i was out of my mind, she was out of this world there was this girl

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haleyluhoo I asked my friends if this selfie was too cringeworthy to post. They said it was. But that I should post it anyways. Hello?

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celestebarncs·:

          A laugh soon followed suit, more so when Chloe had admitted that she didn’t want to be caught out of the situation at hand. Not that Celeste had any intention of that happening, of course. “Your secret is safe with me, O’Hara.” She admitted, scoffing slightly before rolling her eyes on the matter. “But you gotta make sure you give your brother my number now he’s back in town.” Eyebrows wiggled playfully, by no means serious.

Chloe needed her job. The thought of putting it at risk was a terrifying one after all she’d built here over the last few years. But drinking on job wasn’t her typical modus operandi either. Chloe offered a smile to her best friend, one that only she was ever on the receiving end of. “I know thank you.” Chloe scoffed right back, nearly choking on her drink. “I love you too much to do that to you.” She countered, simply assuming Celeste was joking because she had to be right?

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killianchara·:

          It didn’t take long for his patience to grow thin, the soccer moms out for celebratory drinks of some kind making far too noise, and were being incredibly indecisive where the ordering was concerned. “If they don’t order in the next five minutes, I’m kicking their noisy asses to the curb — I don’t have time for this shit.” The blonde male muttered, rolling his eyes as the loudest seemed to pipe up yet again.

Chloe could sense his frustration with these particular patrons growing. “You do actually have time because last I checked you have two hours left on the job.” She countered with little regard for his behavior before softening slightly, “Or you could pass ‘em off to me. I’ll gladly take their tip.” She joked with a small laugh.

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celestebarncs·:

          “—— listen here,” Celeste began, a small chuckle escaping glossed lips as blonde locks immediately fell against her shoulders and back, “do you really think I’m just going to let you get away with that?” She questioned further, now genuinely curious as to whether they took her for a fool, but anyone that knew her a semblance of an amount surely knew better by now?

“Oh, I don’t think. I know.” She chuckled right along with Celeste. “I know my best friend wouldn’t rat me out because you’d go to jail with me before letting me take the fall by myself hmm?” Chloe laughed quite a bit harder now, shaking her head as she fluttered back down into reality. “I mean look I’m definitely allowed to have a few sips of my drink on the job. But actually, don’t rat me out.” 

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cosettehendrix·:

          “If you think I’m going to start drinking pickle juice, you’ve got another thing coming, Parker.” Cosette admitted, knowing full well that she’d need to be in a drastic state of intoxication before she even thought about giving that a go. Instead, she’d be more willing to down the bottle of whiskey in the hands of the young woman. It’d sure as hell taste nicer, and give her a far more appealing ‘buzz’. “How about you drink the pickles, and I’ll stick to the whiskey?” It sounded like a fair trade, right? Either way, the night was young, and Cosette had managed to secure herself enough free time to enjoy her evening, instead of working the event.

Chloe’s mouth dropped with dramatic flare as she passed the whiskey bottle to Cosette with a smile, her mouth closing now. “Well that is where you’re just dead wrong Hendrix because I think I will have you drinking pickle juice by the end of this night, yet.” She joked, unsure if that were true but the little challenge in it sounded fun. “Have you ever tried pickle juice?” She questioned now. “No, no see, I’ll be enjoying both the whiskey and the pickle juice. That’s the point.”

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tessjenner·:

The sass that Tess usually carried was on hold; it appeared that she needed a week to process from the whiplash that her ex managed to give her. One day here and gone the next; the usual. In many ways Tess should’ve seen that coming, after all, she had thought that it would be a fantastic idea to fall in love with a bad boy and become completely vulnerable with one; in what world had she thought that was going to end well? Probably in one that existed in black and white films; films that she had always thought she knew were just in another universe and had no trace to the reality that was her life. Apparently, there had been a dreamer embodied in Tess and now it was dead; she did owe Jay that much. “How old is your niece? Three?” She couldn’t fathom that someone of age would actually think that this event was fun or the very least enjoyable. As she threw the hollow ball into the tiny fishbowls and missed, her shoulders carelessly came up and dropped without a care in the world. Turning to walk away she met eyes with the young woman. “You know usually that is me on a good day so I probably shouldn’t be the one you measure your conversations with. – Besides I am hoping someone just goes into a cardiac arrest so I can be called back to work.” 

Having just been told off by her brothers for the night, Chloe was unwilling to give up yet on what they had decreed for her night. It seemed the responsibility of their grief had fallen squarely on her shoulders tonight. She was never going to fit into the mold they sought after for her and tonight she was dealing with the fallout of that. But her taco eating bar patron was surprisingly taking her oddities in stride which was refreshing for the way her night had been going so far. “She’s six, still believes in the magic of this thing and all that. And you know what bless her because we could all use a little of that tonight.” It turned out that as much as her brothers annoyed her with their tendencies, Chloe was also quick to look at the world through Hattie’s eyes. But the difference was the Chloe was a lost cause and she was happy with where her life had landed anyway. There was no love lost. Though she did still like to believe that there was still hope for little Harriet. “Measure maybe not, but maybe you are saying then that you are the right person to have them with? Because that was a little bit of unadulterated Chloe Ellen for you and she usually is better about stuff like this. Ah, very nice, well with all of this fried food and stress around, I am sure your chances are good. I wish you luck.” Chloe tipped her head with a chuckle.

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ravenarmand·:

Raven laughed as she finished her bottle and threw it to the trash that was near by. “Oh girl come on! You need to finish that right there before we find anything that can help with a future hangover or us getting any more drunk.” She encouraged and smiled as she gestured the other girls to cheer her on. Raven had somehow found a couple of people gathered around drinking and they had been kind enough to invite her for a drink-or a bottle in this case-and had all been pretty laid back.

Chloe offered a nod before bringing the bottle back to her lips for yet another pull. She swirled the remaining bits around a bit as the burn came and went. Chloe really wanted the pickle juice to finish off the rest of this. “Yes Raven but see, what if the pickle juice would help me in finishing the rest of this? What say you then o’ drinking buddy of mine?” Chloe’s eyebrows raised as she awaited a response. Pickle juice was her favorite whiskey chaser around. 

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rcsiehcrt·:

Standing on the side, Rosie absentmindedly fiddles with her own drink, it was the only one that she was honestly expecting to have here despite the memory that she seemed to want to be burned, would probably include more than one drink, but with a shake of her head, she makes a face and snorts. “I’m sorry, did you just say, pickle juice? How can you drink that stuff without wanting to get sick?”

Chloe noticed her niece’s teacher after a moment, popping a squat right beside her. It made her feel slightly closer to her niece and that was still where she wanted to be tonight, so she was happy to see Ms. Hart. “I did say pickle juice.” Chloe’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Promise you’re not going to judge me too much as the main mother figure in Hattie’s life?” 

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ty13reynolds·:

Town’s festivities were marked on his schedule ever since the day he was born, it was more than cotton candy and carousel rides, it meant a family appearance with his father’s electors and the chance to play the role model family. However, ever since Mayor Reynolds become Senator Reynolds, the festivities became something Tyler would avoid because he just could not see the fun on it. “I was never much the pickle juice nor do I understand why one would like to drink it.” He replies to the female voice near by whose question seemed to be directed to him. 

Chloe hadn’t realized that the person who’d just happened upon her was the Mayor’s son, the ever brooding ‘fuck boy’ as the kiddos called him. She shrugged with a lazy smile at him, seeing as he looked a little down in the dumps tonight. She couldn’t exactly blame him for that because that’s just sort of what Burning Boat did too people, or so Chloe had noticed tonight. “Well, see here Reynolds. When you take a pull of whiskey there’s a bit of burning sensation that happens.” She gestured towards her mouth as she spoke about the burning sensation. “But when you drink a little pickle juice afterwards, you cut that burn real quick. Wanna give it a try?”

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kiranightword·:

Kira raised an eyebrow and laugh at the stranger. “Yeah….I think you’ll need some of that real soon.” She said judging by her weight and height, the girl didn’t seem to have much alcohol tolerance. Unless she had built up a tolerance. Kira was also wondering if the woman even knew who Kira was or if she was just talking to the first person she saw. “I’m sure a hotdog stand or hamburger one sells pickles and will have pickle juice lying around….” Kira looked around to find the nearest food spot, having forgotten where things were located since it had been years since she had attended an event like this one.

Chloe jumped down from the bench looking at the woman who she did not, at the moment, recognize. Whether that was because of the whiskey or because she didn’t often haunt the inside of Tric, nor have a close relationship with any of her older siblings, Chloe wasn’t at the moment sure. But the latter seemed more likely to her. Sure, the whiskey was beginning to take its affect but Chloe wasn’t going to let it get the best of her. Especially around this stranger who’d happened upon her. Though, she did have great ideas so maybe she should keep her around. “Now that, is a great idea. But see the pickle juice is to help the whiskey go down friend. What’s your name?”

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ohmyharp·:

There would be a time and place for all the stories that Harper held inside but tonight was not one of them. She knew that Chloe could handle it, she knew the girl had to face the reality of being an adult faster than most but it didn’t mean she didn’t want to ruin any chance of the girl having normal early twenty first for the girl. Call her over protective but hey, that’s what happen when you didn’t have a younger sister of your own and your former best friend died leaving Harper with the duty to fill in the best she could. “Remind me to cut them some slack the next time I see them.” Harper smiled becaused she agreed with the Parker brothers, the girl needed to get out there and have some fun.

Chloe knew that Harper’s intentions were only formed from the kindest and most thoughtful of places. But being the youngest in her mess of a family could be so frustrating at times. Everyone had their own plans for her, their own needs from her to be the little girl they needed her to be and to fit just perfectly into the mold they’d set out for her. Chloe Ellen knew she would never manage to be that and pressures that came with that happened to be crushing her slightly tonight. Harper happened to fall into the category tonight but Chloe was never the type to act out. “Well that is inconvenient for you because I happen to not agree with their orders tonight.” Chloe spoke matter of factly as she took another sip from the bottle of whiskey in hand, pointing at Harper when she added, “You know it is not as if I’m not a social person. I have loads of friends.” Chloe shrugged. She really didn’t. People in general weren’t really her forte. 

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trictheo·:

“If by pickle juice you mean either tacos or tequila, then sure.” He grins, taking the whiskey bottle from his co-worker and lifting it to his lips. The alcohol burns his throat a little, but considering he’d been drinking essentially since he woke up, it was nothing to grimace about. “Admit it, you feel kinda awesome right now.” Theo muses playfully, nudging the young girl gently. “You love it.” 

Chloe rolled her eyes at the Theo, ever the predictable with his food choices. “Are you seriously gonna say that after I paid for this lovely bottle of Jack Daniel’s?” She mused as she shook her head in his face. “But fine we can do tequila and tacos instead. Might as well run the gamut tonight.” Chloe shrugged, hopping up to the curb where she was walking along it as if it were a balance beam. “Alright I can’t deny it, it is pretty nice. I love it for now but I have seen one too many times how easily it can go south so don’t really want that to happen tonight. However you know, I am not going to let much stop me, I have already decided.”

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ohmyharp·:

“Do you know how many times —” Harper started to speak with all intentions of finish that statement until she realized that many of those stories were not fit for the young girl’s ears. Granted the kid was an adult now and wasn’t in a protective bubble Harper felt that need to keep things more PG for the girl she saw as a little sister. “That it is and something that I honestly can not do for long without having to be carried home.” She was in no way planning on that outcome tonight when the whole town was out and about on the streets. “Where’s my favorite mini Parker tonight?”

Chloe sighed with the way Harper had cut herself off. She felt like she had grown up pretty fast and had been able to forge real friendships with people who were plenty of years her senior. In this case she realized that Harper held a certain older sister watchful eye over Chloe because of how close she used to be with her older sister. It just so happened that it was sort of the last thing she had been looking for tonight but she didn’t want to take her frustrations with her brothers out on Harper. “My brothers stole her.” She joked, “Nah but she’s with them, or one of them anyway. Told me that I needed to get out there and be social tonight so think I’m doing a really good job at it.” 

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ohmyharp·:

“I would just like to point out how gross that sounds,” there were a few times that she felt old around the younger Parker and this was totally one of them. “Which translates into I will watch you drink it and gladly stick to the whiskey or wine. We should find wine instead.” 

“And I would like to point that you should not knock something until you try it.” Chloe shrugged. She could tell that Harper was going to exercise her standing as the older one between the two of them. She was fine with that so long as she could make her night a fun one. Another shrug hopped her arms as her shoulders popped up. “I’m good with wine as well. Whiskey is pretty intense.”