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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 22, 2009 18:10:03 GMT -8
Sara blushed, keeping her gaze down. It had taken a lot of courage for her to spit that one out. She actually really wanted him to stay, and she worried about him drinking and driving. This was important to her. So when he laughed at her, she couldn't help but look up and glare at him. He was smirking at her. Wasn't that great. And yet... She couldn't help but smile at him. She loved that smirk.
"I'll stay for the night, as long as you drink with me."
She put the bottle on the small counter, crossing her arms. Was he daring her? Well she would step right up to challenge then. Did he realize who he was talking to? She smiled. Common, it was Sara. She wouldn't turn down a dare.
If it was just the two of them, then a small drink would be alright. "Alright, but you have to stay then. All night." She stepped forward wrapping her one arm around his waist and grabbing the glasses from his hand. She stepped onto her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. Or neck, that might have been all she could reach. Damn... She hated being so short.
She stepped back and put the glasses on the counter, popping the top on her can of pop and pouring it into one of the glasses, filling it to about half way. She at least wanted to look like she knew what she was doing. She hoped he did something now, so that she didn't have to make a fool of herself trying to add the alcohol.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Feb 22, 2009 18:24:51 GMT -8
Alright, but you have to stay then. All night.
When Sara came forward and wrapped her arm around his waist, Travis would lean down so she could kiss his face. His grip on those glasses would be given up to the girl, and she'd place them on the counter and begin to fill the glasses half way. Whether she knew it or not, she was doing everything right so far. He would step forward and grip the bottle of rum, opening it and then filling the two cups with the rum. Nearly all the way to the top too. He was practically drooling now. He wasn't someone who drank all the time, but he loved the taste of Rum and Coke.
"I'll definitely stay all night.. I don't really have anywhere else to go."
Staying the night would save him money, and he'd get to spend his night with the girl he really liked. It was definitely a good deal. Travis was pretty sure that she would be able to keep him entertained for the night. He'd grip his glass, and then tip it against her's lightly before he finally lifted the liquid to his lips. He'd take a gulp, and then focus those icy blues upon Sara's face to see how she reacted to the taste.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 22, 2009 18:37:07 GMT -8
Sara watched, grateful, as he picked up the bottle of rum and poured it into the cups. She wasn't surprised when he filled them nearly to the brim, she just assumed that's how much was supposed to be in it.
"I'll definitely stay all night.. I don't really have anywhere else to go."
She smiled, happy that he was going to stay. This was going to a fun night now wasn't it? She smiled, a small blush coming to her cheeks. She watched him pick up his glass, tip it against hers and drink. She looked to her own glass, a little unsure. She had drank before, but in front of Travis... She felt a little shy. She picked up the glass, careful not to spill any.
She noticed he was watching her. She let out a nervous giggle and turned away from him, walking around the other side of the bar as she took a sip. She was glad she turned away. The taste was like... Flat pop... Warm flat pop. Even though it wasn't warm. That must be rum part of it... But overall it wasn't the worst thing she had ever had. Her face still scrunched up after the first sip, but she could get used to it. She turned back to him, making her way around the other side of the bar and smiled at him, taking a bigger drink from the glass.
"So, any idea what you want to do tonight?" This question was asked in all innocence, she really didn't know what they could do... There were movies on the TV that they could rent, she had a few different game systems he might like... But lets see where he took that question~
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Feb 23, 2009 10:32:38 GMT -8
Travis would laugh slightly as she turned away and took her sip as she went to the other side of the bar. It was funny when girls acted that way. And he knew she was probably getting shy do to the way she just acted. Maybe she really couldn't handle her alcohol or something like that. He'd lift his own drink back up to his lips and continue to indulge himself. And before long Sara's voice would be heard.
So, any idea what you want to do tonight?
Travis would look around for a moment, and then back to the girlfriend. There was plenty they could do, and he didn't really care what it was. Though he hadn't really sat down to watch a movie in such a long time. Maybe that would be a good idea. He'd let her choose the movie. He just hoped it wasn't going to be anything gay.. Like The Note Book or.. Broke back Mountain.
"Let's watch a movie. Whatever you want to watch.."
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 24, 2009 21:23:21 GMT -8
Ya, so the drink wasn't so bad~ She could live with this. She grabbed the bottle and carried it with her back to the living room as she listened to him. She figured he might like the bottle close by, just in case he wanted another. His drinking actually didn't bother her as much as she thought it might. There was obviously no addiction there. Which was a good thing.
A movie. Ya they could do a movie. That could work. She dropped the bottle on the coffee table in front of the t.v. and picked up the remote. She balanced it in her hand for a second as she took another sip and then flicked the t.v. on. She went straight to the movie channels, pulling up the guide on the screen and seeing what was on. Looked like there might be some good stuff.
"We have all these movie channels so there's bound to be something good on. We'll eat at the coffee table so we can watch the movie. You can choose, I'm not picky."
Sara hoped he didn't choose a horror. She was no good with horror. Which was kind of surprising considering the life she now lived. She looked at the clock on the satellite receiver box thingy. Perfect timing. Dinner would be ready soon. She dropped the converter on the couch for Travis to use and walked into the kitchen to check the food.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Feb 24, 2009 21:36:54 GMT -8
We have all these movie channels so there's bound to be something good on. We'll eat at the coffee table so we can watch the movie. You can choose, I'm not picky.
"Alright, alright.."
As Sara wandered out to the kitchen, Travis would scoop up the remote and begin to flick through the channels. Number after number would fly by, and so far Travis hadn't found anything good. That was until he stopped, and BAM~ There was porn on the tv! AND THE VOLUME WAS TURNED UP REALLY LOUD.
"Shiiit! Shut the fuck up!"
Travis' words had came out in a low whisper to himself as he yelled at the tv, even though it wasn't his fault. He'd turn it down as he stared at muted tv and took a sip of his alcoholic beverage. Those icy blue orbs glued to the NEKKED WOMMINZ on the tv. Of course, he'd only keep it there for a few moments before he'd finally switch it so his girlfriend didn't get the wrong idea here. Though the sound had problem been heard. He felt so stupid. Finally, he'd settle on something simple. A horror movie which he had never heard of, which he probably knew was going to suck. Ah well. It was better then nothing..
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 24, 2009 21:56:26 GMT -8
Sara carried her drink with her into the kitchen, taking small sip after small sip. This was probably why she didn't drink. She tended to practically inhale almost any liquid put in front of her. Another small sip. Couple steps. Then another sip. She heard the t.v. fly through channels as she stepped into the kitchen, opening the fridge out of habit. She took another sip, her drink already almost gone. Damn.. I'm going to need another one-
"Uhhhh... ahhhhhhh, oh yeah~"
WHOA. WAIT. WHAT?!
"Shiiit! Shut the fuck up!"
She was stunned. He was NOT out there watching porn... She placed the glass on the counter, leaving the fridge open. Then she burst out into silent laughter. She was laughing so hard and trying to hold it in so bad she was going to break a rib. She held her stomach as she shook from silent laughter. Oh wow. That was to funny.
She got a hold of herself quickly though and peeked around the corner, trying to keep the huge smile off her face. She watched him watching the t.v. He was so cute. She broke out into another fit of silent giggles. Men...
She turned back into the kitchen and walked to the stove, turning it off and grabbing her oven mitts. She pulled open the door and carefully maneuvered the large lasagna out of the oven. Yum~ She took down some plated and cut them some slices, and grabbed forks. When she walked back out into the living room, food in hand, she glanced at the t.v. No porn. Good boy. She put the plated on the coffee table.
"Hope you like it, I made it myself. You find anything good?" She had to turn away from him as her body shook again in laughter. "OH. I forgot my drink." She jogged back into the kitchen to grab it.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Feb 24, 2009 22:12:33 GMT -8
Hope you like it, I made it myself. You find anything good?
"Looks good!"
Travis looked up over toward his girlfriend, an innocent little look on his face as he glanced back toward the still muted tv with some silly horror movie on it now. Maybe he got lucky and she hadn't heard the porn that had ACCIDENTALLY popped up onto the tv screen. Travis' attention would soon turn away from the television though, as he stared toward Sara's great looking Lasagna! He'd toss the remote to the other side of the couch, unknowingly hitting the 'LAST' button as he did so, and the PORN totally popped back onto the tv. Just as Sara walked into the kitchen as well.
"And it's a Horror movie.."
It was muted though, and Travis was currently locking onto her food. His plate lifted toward him as he stared down at it and began to take his first bite. He'd close those eyes of his and lean backwards as he rested on the ouch, savoring the taste the whole time those AWESOMELY VULGAR IMAGES flashed across the screen. His eyes remaining closed as his left hand reached for his drink and he began tilt the glass and pour the remainder of the liquid into his mouth.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 24, 2009 22:38:42 GMT -8
"Looks good!...And it's a Horror movie.."
She made her way quickly to the kitchen, giving a little apprehensive giggle to both his compliment and to the idea of the movie he chose. "Aha... Great hun! I love horror~!"
Wow... Lie much Sara? She was terrified of horror movies. They gave her such bad dreams. But she really didn't want to tell him that. That was something he didn't need to know. She took a deep breath as she picked up her drink, draining it. She grabbed another two cans from the fridge and brought them, and her glass, back into the living room.
She walked into the room and smiled, seeing him leaning back on the couch, eyes closed as he enjoyed her lasagna. Well that was nice to see. She was glad he liked it so much. That was a good sign. She plopped down on the couch next to him, glancing at the muted t.v. She froze.
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Image after image flashed before her eyes. Omg... This... HOW CLOSE COULD THESE CAMERAS GET!? IT'S LIKE WATCHING IT FROM THE INSIDE.... She was shocked... How could he watch this, knowing full well that she was here!? Unless... this was some attempt at getting a subtle hint across?! In which case... THAT WASN'T SUBTLE...
"Travis...?" She blushed deeply, turning away from the t.v. She didn't really know what to say... "I... uh... Wow..." She reached to the bottle on the table, unscrewing the cap off the rum, and took a drink straight from the bottle. She coughed. Well, at least that helped... A little... But she couldn't help but glance downwards at his... And then she lost all her nerve.
"Travis... I appreciate the... interest... but... I'm not sure... I'm ready for that..." She turned to him, her big beautiful puppy eyes locking onto his. She hoped he understood... Wow... Assume much Sara~?
(( OOC - I love posting as drunk Sara @_@ So much fun with the ~~~~ and the CAPS LOCK ))
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Feb 24, 2009 22:49:58 GMT -8
Travis...? I... uh... Wow...
Travis continued to happily eat the food she had cooked off. It was definitely a tasty little meal he hadn't expected to get tonight. It was good to know that she could cook so well. Travis wasn't much of a cook, though he could prepare himself something to eat if he needed to. But he sucked when it came to cooking something like this. He'd take a few more big bites, not even registering the fact that his girlfriend seemed to be appalled by something. He'd hear the cap to the rum, and glance over at his girlfriend to catch her blushing for some reason.
Travis... I appreciate the... interest... but... I'm not sure... I'm ready for that...
Those blue eyes would blink at his girlfriend for a few moments here as he tried to figure out what the HELL he had missed. It was only then that he decided to direct his eyes toward the tv, and caught sight of all the humpage going on. His eyes would widen and he'd nearly choke on the food he had in his mouth as he scrambled for the tv remote and quickly changed the channel back to the movie he had on a few minutes ago. Oh dead jesus, why did these kind of things have to happen to him?!
"Uhhh.. Heh... I swear it's not what you think.."
He felt REALLY embarrassed. Why? Hell, he rarely watched the stuff. Let alone with another person near by. It had been accidental, but he doubted that Sara would believe that. He'd try to hide it by stuffing his face with her food, at least then his mouth would be too full to be able to respond with anything else. Taking a few really big pieces into his mouth, he'd nervously chew, his right hand reaching for the bottle of rum so that he could refill his glass, and one of the cokes so finish it off.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 24, 2009 23:06:57 GMT -8
She blushed. She could practically feel the heat off her red face. She couldn't believe how much she was blushing. She hated that she always did this in front of him. But the difference was, normally, it was over something small. This time... It was over... sex... She didn't even want to think the word with him in the same room. And she found that thought extremely amusing as this was her boyfriend. Maybe it was just the fact that she couldn't imagine doing... those things on the t.v. with Travis- AND OMG WHAT WAS THAT GUY DOING TO THAT WOMAN O________________________O
Sara stared at the t.v. in utter shock. She wasn't... new to this sort of thing... but really now, LOOK WHAT HE WAS DOING TO HER!~ And then the channel flicked back to what Sara assumed was the horror movie he had talked about. Although~ She had to admit, what she had just seen would scar her for life more then any horror movie she had ever seen before.
"Uhhh.. Heh... I swear it's not what you think.."
She turned to face him, her body turning so she could see him more fully. He was stuffing his face with her lasagna. He was going to choke if he kept that up. Then he reached for the rum. She helped him by sliding it closer to him. It was all she could do. Her brain seemed to be dead right now.
You know what~ She was just going to pretend she hadn't seen that. Ya. That would work. She turned to face the t.v. again, picking up her plate of lasagna and took a fork full.
"Mmm, the lasagna is good eh?" Yes... That's right... It never happened...
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Feb 25, 2009 17:34:09 GMT -8
Mmm, the lasagna is good eh?
"Best I've had in a long time."
Travis would smile nervously. On the inside he was screaming at himself for being such an idiot. He'd finish the last of his Lasanga and stand up, bringing it back out into the kitchen. He'd put it in the sink. Turning around, he'd start mouthing 'Stupid, Stupid, STUPID!' before he finally made his way back into the living room and sat himself next to his girlfriend. He'd grab that bottle of rum, and then refill his glass, and turn his attention back to the tv. He was doing his best to pretend that incident didn't happen as well. It felt kinda awkward now.
"So.. Ahh.. Where am I sleeping?"
Stupid, Stupid, STUPID!
It really didn't cross his mind until after he said it. He realized that may have not been the best question to ask after what had just been on the tv there. This probably wasn't going to look good for him. She was probably getting the wrong picture of him right now. He'd quickly lift his drink to his lips and take a gulp. Followed by another.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 25, 2009 18:00:52 GMT -8
"Best I've had in a long time."
Sara smiled and blushed, happy with his compliment. She was trying extremely hard to pretend that what had just happened... Hadn't. It wasn't working so well. She gave a nervous laugh as her thanks for what he said.
She jumped when he stood up, turning her eyes up to follow him. She watched his back as he walked into the kitchen. She turned away, not wanting him to see how hard she had been watching him. She was nervous now, feeling a little awkward. But it was ok. She believed him when he said it was an accident. Accidents happened. It wasn't the end of the world, and he seemed pretty embarrassed about it himself. At least from what she could tell.
She avoided his gaze as he came back into the living room, taking small forkfulls of lasagna. He had finished quickly. She wondered if he had eaten enough. He had probably seen that there had been lots more. If he wanted some, he knew it was there.
"So.. Ahh.. Where am I sleeping?"
She paused, another fork full of food halfway to her mouth. Well that was a good question. Where was he going to sleep? She dropped the fork back onto the plate and set it on the table. She wondered where she should put him. There were three options here. The living room, her uncles room, or her room. At the thought of him sleeping in her room, she reached forward and poured herself another glass of the drink. It was almost half gone. Good thing there was more eh?~ She took a big gulp, trying to appear calm and collected.
"Well umm... I guess you could sleep where ever you wanted? Any preferences? Bed or couch?" She looked around the room, her gaze falling to him as she waited for his thoughts on where he wanted to sleep. If he said her room, she was going to kill him~ She gave a little giggle and a smile.
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Post by Travis Delmonte on Feb 27, 2009 20:04:24 GMT -8
Well umm... I guess you could sleep where ever you wanted? Any preferences? Bed or couch?
Travis would contemplate asking if he could sleep with her, but he shook it from his head. Especially after what had just happened. It was probably a better idea to not bother entertaining the idea. After all, he'd rather she didn't think he was just out to get into her pants. Not that he'd dislike that either, but he definitely would. Course, maybe it wasn't time to try and push that. He survived long enough without it, he'd be fine for a bit longer.
"I guess the couch will do.. I don't really think it's cool to sleep in another dude's bed.."
How bad would it look if her Uncle just happened to come home early to find that there was some strange dude sleeping in his bed? He doubted it would turn out good at all. So instead of even asking for a bed, he knew the couch would do him just well. And if he really wanted something a little more comfortable, he could always try and sneak into her room later. Travis would lift his drink to his lips once again, and then he'd lean toward his girlfriend and give her a little kiss on her shoulder, before he'd readjust himself and turn his attention back to the movie at had.
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Post by Sara Gallagher on Feb 27, 2009 20:58:02 GMT -8
Sara tried to keep a calm, confident gaze on Travis. She wondered how well she was doing considering her drinking. She was a lightweight, and would get drunk quickly. How much had she had so far? She glanced at the bottle and her glass out of the corner of her eye. She couldn't remember. How much had he had to drink? She was guessing he wasn't a lightweight. She would need to slow down or she would be drunk soon. OH YEAH~ She was waiting for his answer. She focused her gaze on Travis again.
"I guess the couch will do.. I don't really think it's cool to sleep in another dude's bed.."
Now girl instincts wanted to kick in. She wondered if that was a silent insult. Although she had considered ~killing him~ if he said her room, she had kind of been expecting it. Even kind of hoped for it. And yet... Here he was saying the couch. What was with that? Wasn't her bed good enough? Forget the fact that she wouldn't let him anyways... He still didn't want to sleep with her... Should she pursue this?... Sara considered. No. This was ok. She took a deep breath. Leave it for now.
She was pulled out of her thoughts by a kiss to her shoulder. She looked over to him, seeing he had turned his attention back to the movie. God... he was so cute... She picked up her plate and shifted closer to him, avoiding his gaze. The drink must be making her a little bolder then normal. She pulled her legs up on the couch and cuddled up to him, holding her plate. She dropped her head, blushing, and hoped he didn't notice her face getting red as she cuddled into his side. She went back to eating, occasionally glancing up at the movie.
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