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Post by santana on Aug 27, 2011 19:14:28 GMT -5
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Santana had shown up at Brittany's to make sure Brittany felt safe. The blonde was scared and was in the attic until Santana talked her into her coming over. Santana loved this girl because she was just too adorable. That also led to a lot of sexual urge building when the Latina saw the blonde because Brittany was just that. Adorable. Her innocence was such a turn on fro Santana. So, she wound up talking her into some lady kisses and such.
She sat up and moved to the side of the bed smiling and buttoning up her shirt. She ran her fingers through her hair before looking over to Brittany. "Do your parents have any drinks stashed away?" she asked curiously because she hoped Finn showed up with good drinks, but it was Hudson at the same time. The others would be showing up soon, and the party would start. Santana couldn't wait because body shots off Brittany were in call again, only know it was body shots off of her girlfriend. TAG: NEW DIRECTIONS && BLAINE((if he and Kurt show)), RACHEL BERRY PARTY 2.0 HAS ARRIVED.
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Post by LUCY QUINN FABRAY on Aug 27, 2011 19:47:20 GMT -5
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, line-height:120%;][atrb=style, width:350px; padding:20px; background:#f8f8f8; border-left: 40px solid #E0B1B1;] oh my god "did that just really happen?"  "man this night is getting weird." outfit, 462, complete, new directions, blaine Quinn didn’t actually know how she’d gone from doing homework to getting ready to get completely wasted. It was like she’d gone from sensible to immature in one second, but she had to admit that she was actually looking forward to this party. After all, she’d been so focused and stressed about school lately and she needed something to take the edge off. She was just glad that it wasn’t at Berry’s place again, that party had been a complete and utter disaster. Although, she didn’t exactly know how having the place at Brittany’s would be any better, but as long as it involved alcohol then it meant they were in for one hell of a night. She’d already told herself that she was going to try and stay relatively sober tonight, at least that way she wouldn’t be drunk driving her car all the way back to Dudley road. She knew that, that was just a dream though. So, she’d decided that she’d walk rather than take the car. That way if she didn’t make it home, she could just pass out on the side walk instead of crashing her car.
So, the blonde quickly got changed into some ‘party clothes’ and grabbed her keys. Her mother was out all this weekend, so it wasn’t like she would notice if Quinn took a bottle of vodka out of the liquor cabinet too, would she? After all, she’d replace it before her mom came back and no harm would be done. She grabbed the bottle of vodka too and then left the house, locking the door behind her. She didn’t want to leave it open in case she didn’t manage to make it all the way back to Dudley road. Quinn turned and began her journey over to Brittany’s house, hoping her neighbours didn’t see her with the vodka because her mom would kill her for going to a party without her permission. Last year, she’d begged her mother to let her go and she’d only just managed to get her to say yes in time.
The blonde began humming to herself as she walked through the streets, before she eventually turned up outside Britt’s house. A smile spread across the girls face as she thought what tonight would hold, that’s when she remembered about Sam. He hadn’t been online when they’d organized the party and she wasn’t having him miss it, plus it’d be cool to spend a night with him at a party. She quickly pulled out her phone and sent him a text, before walking up to the door and knocking. She hoped that someone would answer quickly, because it was starting to get cold outside and a dress wasn’t the best thing to wear on a cloudy day.
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Post by BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE on Aug 27, 2011 19:54:32 GMT -5
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There was going to be a party at Brittany's tonight. It had been planned over a chatroom between some of new direction saying it was going to be like Rachel's party only in a different venue. Britt's parents were away for the weekend so that's how it ended up being there and since, before the party, she had been alone. Santana had come around and then they got the party ready. Not before they made their way up to her room of course.
When Santana announced she planned on getting wasted Brittany couldn't help but smile. "Of course, it wouldn't be a party without two things, one, me and you being there. Two, alcohol and alcohol means getting wasted." Brittany babbled. She could never think straight when Santana was like that, it made her happy of course. "Obviously, I can't let you be all wasted by yourself can I?" Brittany added, raising one eye brow.
When Santana moved away Brittany frowned but sat up too. She shuffled to the other side of the bed and picked her top up. She slipped it on and then stood up, moving around to the side Santana was sat at. She sat down next to her, answering her next question as she did. "Yeah, not much though... Only about enough for everyone to get very tipsy."
Brittany looked across her room into the mirror that was across from her bed and looked at her hair and make-up. Her make-up hadn't smudged but she needed to reapply it anyway. She got up and walked over to her closet, picking out her party clothes before putting them on her bed and going to her dressing table where she fixed her hair slightly.
When she had finished that, she went back to the pile of clothes. The clothes she was wearing, she dropped to the floor and the switched clothes while saying. "I'm really excited about tonight. I haven't partied since... I can't remember.
The doorbell rung then, "Probably a guest!" Brittany said excitedly. She put her jewellery on before adding, "I'll get it! Brittany opened her bedroom door and headed down the stairs until she reached the front door. She swung it open and smiled when she saw Quinn. "Hi, Quinn!" She greeted as she stepped aside to let Quinn in. She shut the door behind her.
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Post by mercedes on Aug 27, 2011 21:04:42 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 340px; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/20gfl1v.jpg); padding: 30px; border: #2D2729 solid 30px; ]these dry bones cry out  WORDS 484 OUTFIT CLICK TAGGED ND/BLAINE NOTES time for a happy drunk Mercedes xD Mercedes put in her golden hoop earrings. She looked herself up and down and smiled ready for the party tonight. The last time Mercedes went to a part it was at Rachel Berry’s house. Normally people would cringe or give a disgusted look at the thought of a Berry party. You would think it would be lame and a complete waste of time. It honestly was until they opened up the liquor cabinet and got drunk out of their minds. She didn’t remember much from that night except her laughing insanely about random stuff. Things that probably weren’t even that funny to begin with. It was fun at the time but afterwards the hangover killed. She had never had such a bad hangover and she felt part-dead. Tonight’s party was at Brittany Pierce’s house, it shouldn’t be much different if they would have alcohol. Luckily her parents were not going to be home at all tomorrow, they were going out with some family friends camping. Doing activities like fishing and stuff. Things that Mercedes had no interest in. They decided to let her stay home since she had no one her age to be with over there. They didn’t see a point in bringing her just so she could text her friends while there. Talk about good timing, they won’t be home to notice the hangover.
Mercedes walked down the stairs and opened the door as she went out without a goodbye. She already told her parents earlier that she was sleeping over Kurt’s house. It was a lie of course but they didn’t know that. They thought it was just another sleepover. She walked to her new car with a smile as she turned the key in the ignition and started to drive to the blonde’s house. She had never been to Brittany’s house, they weren’t that close but Glee Club was enough to be invited to a party. And Glee Club was like her family. But that would make Brittany one of those second cousins or third cousins that you’re not close to considering they barely talked. Sure Brittany was a sweet girl but they were so different that they really didn’t connect over much. They were more like friendly acquantinces or kind-of friends. She wondered who else would be there besides the Glee Kids. Maybe Blaine since he was dating Kurt. She shrugged not really focusing on that much.
Mercedes parked behind a familiar car that she knew belonged to Miss Quinn Fabray. That basically proved it. She parked it and locked it behind her as she walked in front of Brittany’s house, it seemed very nice on the outside. Mercedes forgot to bring some drinks. Mostly because she would very easily get caught by her parents. The whole thing would be too risky. She walked to the front door and rang the door bell waiting patiently for someone to answer. these dry bones cry for you |
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Post by SAMUEL GRYFFIN EVANS on Aug 28, 2011 9:36:16 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] AND I DON'T LIKE DANCING IN THE ALLEY The Words: 437 The Outfit: hoodie, jeans The Notes this is gonna be sooo fun xD When Quinn had texted him and said there was going to be a party at Brittany's (alcohol included), the first thing Sam thought back to was The Rachel Berry House Party Trainwreck Extravaganza last year and panicked. For one thing, he couldn't remember most of it and was surprised that no one had gotten injured or pregnant or slapped in the face...no, wait; he was pretty sure Santana had bitchslapped him at some point during her drunk emotional rollercoaster. But that point aside, Sam also had no idea how he would hide the hangover from his parents this time. Last time, he'd just worn sunglasses 24/7 and told them he had a sinus infection, which had been pretty easy, but he wasn't sure if he could pull that off again this time. But still, there was that little bit of anticipation in the pit of his stomach at the fact that yes, this was going to be one hell of a party.
Although Sam was sure that this would also be a disaster, he was also positive that it was going to be epic while it was happening. The disaster part wouldn't come until afterwards, when they all had massive hangovers and were trying to come up with good excuses. But for now, this helluva party pretty much sounded like it was going to be all they were talking about for weeks on end, especially if it was anything like the last Trainwreck. The last major glee club party had been all anyone mentioned for the two weeks after everyone's get-drunk-to-get-rid-of-the-hangover stage had passed (post-onstage puke scene during a performance of Tik Tok...in front of the entire school. The embarrassment alone was enough to make you never want to pick up another beer bottle ever again). But as long as he didn't drink more than enough to get tipsy, he was sure he wouldn't have to deal with the week-long headaches and Bloody Marys a la Artie.
As Sam started to head up the porch stairs leading to Brittany's front door, thinking about all of these things at the same time, he noticed Mercedes Jones waiting for the door to open and cracked a smile. She was one of his few friends that he hadn't seen yet this school year and was wondering where she'd been lately. He couldn't remember talking to her since prom, when she, Rachel, and him all went together. Sam came up beside her and nodded in acknowledgement, saying, "Hey," before ringing the doorbell once more for good measure. Hopefully, Brittany or someone would open the door soon so they could get this party started. |
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Post by LUCY QUINN FABRAY on Aug 28, 2011 14:50:34 GMT -5
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, line-height:120%;][atrb=style, width:350px; padding:20px; background:#f8f8f8; border-left: 40px solid #E0B1B1;] oh my god "did that just really happen?" "man this night is getting weird." outfit, 492, complete, new directions, blaine Quinn was slightly anxious about this party at the same time as she was ridiculously hyped about it too. So, she was hoping that someone would open the door and give her a drink before she had time to change her mind and go home. Luckily for her, Brittany opened the door in just a few moments. “Hey Britt!” She replied to her friends greeting, before entering and giving her friend a hug. Then, she held out the bottle of vodka she’d brought with her and smiled. “I borrowed it from my mom’s liquor cabinet.” She muttered, before setting it aside. She’d been to Brittany’s house before, when they were sophomores and she still remembered her way around. Although, the blonde didn’t want to impose at all and that’s why she just sat on the stairs, waiting for Brittany to give her at least some direction as to where she could go and stuff.
“I sent a text to Sam about the party, so there should be more than just the guys on the chat box at this party.” Quinn smiled, watching her friend close the door behind her. After all, it wasn’t a party with just 4 people was it? It was better when the whole of New Directions were there, at least then they were all wasted instead of just some of them. That way if one of them got into trouble, they could prove it was a party and not just them spending their allowances on booze. For some strange reason, the blonde actually hoped she got wasted. She’d been so stressed out recently that she needed a good party and beer and something to take her mind off it all and she already knew that this party would be better than Berry’s.
This was Brittany we were talking about, which meant this party would be a lot wilder and more fun. Rachel’s idea of a party – no matter how pissed they all ended up getting – would be nothing compared to this one, because literally, Brittany was popular and a party at a popular persons house was a lot more.... fun. So, she was looking forward to tonight as well as dreading the results. Her hangover last time was hell, so this time she couldn’t imagine how bad it was gonna be. Although, her mom was out of town and that gave her a day to recover. She just hoped that would be enough time to get herself back on track afterwards.
Then, when the blonde was about to stand up and go into the living room, the door bell rang again. So, she decided to wait on the stairs and see who arrived next. Her smile was still bright on her face, as she waited for Brittany to open the door. Quinn didn’t want to think about the consequences yet, she needed this break and wasn’t going to let herself get in the way of an awesome time.
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Post by BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE on Aug 28, 2011 15:02:18 GMT -5
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Brittany was about to turn and direct Quinn to the party when the doorbell rang. Quinn said about texting Sam and Brittany said, "Good.. This party is going to be epic." Brittany nodded as if agreeing with herself. "Thanks for the alcohol... we may need it. I have enough for us all to get very tipsy and then nothing more and it's not a party without being close to passing out!" Brittany added and then walked over to the door.
She swung it open and was greeted by Sam and Mercedes. "Hey, You got here like, two minutes after Quinn." Brittany said, stepping out of the way to let them in. Right then, she was wondering where Santana was. She was probably getting ready or something for the party. She'd be down soon hopefully.
When the pair stepped inside, Brittany closed the door and lead them down the hall and into the living room where the main party was set up. It was one of the bigger rooms in the blondes house so it was perfect. She beckoned Quinn to follow too as she stepped across the threshold and into the living room.
Her and Santana had set up all the alcohol and music and a few games most people played when they were drunk. "Yeah, um, we are just waiting for everyone to get here." Brittany said after slumping down onto one of the plush sofas.
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Post by mercedes on Aug 28, 2011 17:55:12 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 340px; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/20gfl1v.jpg); padding: 30px; border: #2D2729 solid 30px; ]these dry bones cry out WORDS 453 OUTFIT CLICK TAGGED ND/BLAINE NOTES time for a happy drunk Mercedes xD Mercedes heard a familiar voice from behind her. She turned around and gave a certain blonde hair and big lipped boy a smile of acknowledgement. It was Sam Evans, he was a pretty good friend of hers, he did take her and Rachel to Prom and she had a lot of fun. It was a shame they hadn’t hung out much or talked much this year. But maybe this party could be a chance for them to hang out again. She smiled back at him “Hey Sam.” She said “How’ve you been? It’s been a while since we hung out.” She asked starting some small talk with the boy. She was wondering what was going on in his life. Like how was his family? And was the money situation getting any better? Hopefully once Glee Club started getting more intense it would give them time to reconnect as friends more.
Suddenly the door swung open and Mercedes turned and smiled at Brittany. She walked in as Brittany let her in. So far it was only Quinn and Brittany. That meant Mercedes had arrived early. Not exactly her style of doing things but it would work for now. “Hey Brittany. Sorry I didn’t bring any liquor, my parents would’ve noticed and I would be punished for the rest of eternity.” she apologized to the blonde. But not like it mattered. Brittany most definitely had some drinks in her house. Plus drinks that the others would probably bring also. It was Brittany after all, one of the party queens of Glee Club. And a Brittany Pierce party was always guaranteed to be a fun one. One full of drinking without considering consequences. Mercedes was planning on getting so drunk that she would laugh about every tiny little thing, even if it wasn’t that funny. Because that was just the type of drunk Mercedes was. She and Tina both were and they were quite entertaining, or she had been told they were.
Mercedes gave a smile to Quinn. The girls used to be really close 2 years ago but they just seemed to have drifted off, which was upsetting. Mercedes didn’t realize how much she really had missed the blonde’s company. Another person who she wanted to reconnect with. Hopefully the party could help with that. “Hey girl. What’s up?” She greeted Quinn with a genuine smile as she walked by to follow Brittany into the living room. She looked around and smiled, the place looked amazing. She took a seat on the couch across from Brittany, it could probably fit four other people on it also. “Let’s hope that they arrive quickly so we can get this party started!” Mercedes stated with an excited smile. these dry bones cry for you |
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Post by santana on Aug 28, 2011 19:25:10 GMT -5
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When Santana heard the doorbell, she watched as Brittany went from the bedroom and headed to get it. Obviously, people were already coming. It was good they finished already then right? Not that Santana would really care, but now she needed to find Brittany's rents stash of liquor. Brittany said she had enough to get everyone pretty messed up and that was good. Not to mention, Finn should be bringing some as well when he arrived. So it was going to be plenty. She just needed to find it.
As Britt went to welcome guests, Santana went alcohol hunting. She hit her girlfriends parent's room first to see. Santana would hide a bottle in her night stand or under her bed mattress if it was her and -- score. Bottle of tequila in a night stand. Just like she figured. She looked for the rest, but didn't find any in the bedroom so she decided to head into the kitchen. Bam, bam, and score again. Santana had found four bottles of liquor. She heard Quinn, Sam, and Mercedes arrive already. She poured herself a shot, and walked out to where everyone was just in time to hear Mercedes say she hoped everyone came soon so the party could start. "Pfft, the hell with them for being late. This girl is already ready to go." she said throwing back the shot in her mouth and smiling heading back to the kitchen.
TAG: NEW DIRECTIONS && BLAINE((if he and Kurt show)), RACHEL BERRY PARTY 2.0 HAS ARRIVED.
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Post by BRITTANY SUSAN PIERCE on Aug 28, 2011 19:47:01 GMT -5
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Brittany was just about to go grab some drinks when Santana came in, shot in hand. Brittany smiled at her girlfriend. She must have found some of the alcohol hidden around the house. You can always trust Santana to find the alcohol. When she said about her already ready to party Brittany said, "Whoo!" and followed Santana into the kitchen where all of the alcohol was stored.
She grabbed a few bottles of various alcohol around the kitchen, carrying a range of glasses, she made her way back into the living room where she set them all down on a table. "We begin!" Brittany said, pouring herself a shot and then downing it. She blinked furiously as the alcohol settled in her stomach and then reached for the bottle again. "Who wants one?" Brittany said, giggling.
She loved the feeling of getting drunk. She liked that she could have so much fun and then feel free to gradually undress and then eventually start running around in her underwear. The only draw back was the hangovers the next morning. But, when Brittany looked at it like that, it was all worth it. Normally, if she gets so wasted, she can’t remember much of the night before, much like Rachel’s house party.
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Post by SAMUEL GRYFFIN EVANS on Aug 29, 2011 12:39:36 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] AND I DON'T LIKE DANCING IN THE ALLEY The Words: 362 The Outfit: hoodie, jeans The Notes this is gonna be sooo fun xD "Hey Sam. How've you been?" Mercedes asked, and Sam looked over at her for a moment and started to answer, "Uh, I've been goo-" when he was interrupted by the sound of the door swinging open. Brittany greeted them, to which he responded, "Hey, Britt. Quinn told you I was coming, right? Sorry, I didn't bring any drinks...my parents don't really drink anymore. But I'm sure if Puck shows up he'll have enough to get us all wasted." A slight grin passed onto his face as the two stepped inside and followed Brittany to the living room. Quinn and Santana were already there, he noticed. Everyone else needed to hurry up and get to the party already.
Sam waved over at Santana and, trying to be friendly to all, called out, "Hey, San!" The two were on...okay terms, considering that their epic-fail relationship had ended and Santana was well-reknowned for being a total and complete bitch to everyone she didn't like. Strangely enough, though, she'd never really turned on him. Sam's eyes lingered on Quinn for a moment and he started to smile as he waved at her also. "Hi, Quinn," he greeted her, starting to head in that direction when Brittany asked, "Who wants one?"
And so the drinking was about to commence, Sam saw, and he knew he would probably regret his next choice in the morning no matter what he did. If he did drink, he'd probably get completely wasted and end up with another nasty hangover to hide from his mom and dad, but hey - it would be fun while it lasted. If he didn't drink, there wasn't really a benefit seeing as he didn't have a car, and he'd probably regret missing out on all the fun, too. Not to mention that if anyone did anything embarrassing and/or something falling into the category of, "Let's forget this ever happened"-type mistakes, he would be the only one who remembered it, and that would not only be morfiying for whoever screwed up but it also wouldn't be any fun. It wasn't a very difficult decision. Sam raised a hand and said, "Pass me a glass, Britt." It was officially party-time. |
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Post by LUCY QUINN FABRAY on Aug 29, 2011 14:35:43 GMT -5
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, line-height:120%;][atrb=style, width:350px; padding:20px; background:#f8f8f8; border-left: 40px solid #E0B1B1;] oh my god "did that just really happen?" "man this night is getting weird." outfit, 660, complete, new directions, blaine Quinn smiled as she saw both Mercedes and Sam enter the house, she was glad that both of them had turned up. She hadn’t managed to enjoy the last New Directions party at all, that’s one reason why she spent most of the night yelling at Puck. After all, Sam had just broken up with her and she was off the Cheerio’s as well. When she actually thought about it, last year had been an absolute hell for her. Although, most of her years at school had been, so she was starting to get used to it now. The blonde had spent most of her earlier years as ‘Lucy Caboosey’ then, when she managed to finally feel good about herself – Boom, she got pregnant. It was like some curse on her that every time she got picked up, after a few weeks of good she just got put down again.
She knew that the rush of alcohol would put all of that negativity in the back of her mind and she hoped she wouldn’t go on one of her drunken, angry rambles again. Although, she had to admit that it was actually quite fun taking all of her anger out on Puck. Quinn couldn’t remember most of that night, but she did remember actually feeling quite good about herself afterwards – apart from the terrible hangover. That was one of the most painful things she’d experienced, especially having to hide it all from her mom. She’d spent the whole of the next couple of days locked in her on-suite bathroom with her head in her toilet, throwing her guts up. Her mom would occasionally come in and she’d have to say she had food poisoning. That’s why her mother hadn’t ever bought take out since then, which actually annoyed Quinn. She actually had enjoyed Chinese food; it was a change from what she usually ate. Though, she would never tell her mom that she had been drinking, if she did she’d be killed by her own mother.
So, Quinn knew she’d have to come up with another really good excuse this time in case her mother got home before she was over the hangover. That’d come later though, now it was time to enjoy herself. “Hey Mercedes” She smiled at her friend, whom she hadn’t talked to for a while. She felt bad about that, since Mercedes had taken her in when she wasn’t doing so good and given her a home. Hopefully, this party and the new school year would give them a chance to catch up and re-new their friendship. The blonde, then followed Brittany into the ‘party area’. Then, went to go sit down on one of the sofas in the quite large room. Britt actually had a really nice home, beautifully decorated.
“Hey Santana.” Quinn greeted her other friend, glad that they’d managed to work out their differences. She was also glad that she’d managed to help her friend with the ‘Brittany Situation’, she’d seen how much it had been hurting Santana and was glad that she was happy again. The blonde was happy that she’d managed to work it out with almost everybody so far this year; there were only a few people that she hadn’t really seen or talked to at all this year. So, it’d be good to catch up with everybody, even if she was absolutely wasted while they talked. Then, she turned her head and smiled at the blond boy. “Hey Sam.” She muttered her smile quite bright. Although, she knew what they’d agreed on doing and she’d stick to that plan because she didn’t want her relationship information sent around the whole school either.
That’s when Brittany walked in with some alcohol and asked who wanted one. “Me too!” She said, her smile still bright on her face. She was really looking forward to the party ahead and hoped the other guys would arrive soon so they could start partying properly.
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Post by mercedes on Aug 29, 2011 15:33:28 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 340px; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/20gfl1v.jpg); padding: 30px; border: #2D2729 solid 30px; ]these dry bones cry out WORDS 456 OUTFIT CLICK TAGGED ND/BLAINE NOTES time for a happy drunk Mercedes xD Mercedes smiled and gave a small chuckle as Santana walked in and took a shot. “Glad to see you are already enjoying yourself Santana.” She said with a friendly smile to her friend. At least now they were friends, which could always change in an instant if she did something to make Santana upset. She could already guess that Santana would probably be one of the more drunk people at the party. She already knew Santana was the weepy drunk which definitely clashed with Mercedes being the happy drunk. Her type of drunk also clashed with Quinn who was the angry drunk. No offense to either of the girls but she may avoid the two of them when they were drunk. Because both honestly sounded pretty frightening in their own way. Then again Mercedes insane laughter could be pretty frightening also. Overall guess the point was that you never knew what was going to happen and you always had to be on your toes not to mess with a drunk girl because of the lack of judgment. Not like Mercedes would be able to focus on avoiding that situation when she too would be drunk, which was not something she was complaining about. She looked forward to it and was longing to get the taste of alcohol to run down her throat just by watching Santana drink.
Mercedes smiled at all the alcohol Brittany brought out, definitely not a problem that Mercedes didn’t bring any drinks, Britt had enough here at the house to last them a whole week. She smiled as she watched Brittany gulp down a shot. She would probably be stripping in no time at all. She then asked who wanted one. Quinn and Sam said yes of course, and Mercedes answer was pretty obvious. Why else would she be at this party if she didn’t plan to get drunk out of her mind? God, she would be disowned if her parents heard that one. Thankfully they weren’t home this weekend so they wouldn’t notice. She just hoped they wouldn’t come home early, or worse, call Kurt’s house to check up on her since they thought she was staying there. But she had to stop worrying so much, this would turn out fine. She would have a fun night and things will happen that she won’t remember when she wakes up. Now doesn’t that sound like fun? It did to Mercedes.
“Don’t forget me.” Mercedes said with a smile as she raised her hand. The whole question wasn’t even needed to be asked. The answer was obvious. Everyone there would drink, it was the one rule to a Brittany Pierce party. Drink until you get out of your mind and common sense shell.
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Post by rachelberry on Aug 30, 2011 12:45:12 GMT -5
And through the rising and falling apart, We discover who we are Rachel stood in front of her closet wondering how she had been talked into another party. The one and only one she had hosted had been an absolute trainwreck, and she had thought it had been something she never wanted to experience again. The feeling of being hungover had definitely been an unpleasant one, and she had spent the majority of her night after the guests had felt locked in her bathroom. Thankfully her dads had been out of town, so she didn't need to worry about them coming up to find her being sick. She and Finn had been talking about being bored in the chat, and someone - Santana probably - had suggested another party. She was slightly worried that she had agreed to it quicker than she would have liked to say. But at least she wasn't the one hosting it, and because of such, she wouldn't have to worry about cleaning the house before her dads came home from their business trip. With a sigh she pulled her only dress that could possibly be called a party dress from her closet, reaching down to pull a pair of shoes to go with it.
Once she had slipped on the dress and shoes, she brushed her hair quickly and looked at herself in her mirror. It wasn't her usual style of clothing, but the dress definitely beat the one she wore to the last party. Grabbing her purse and reaching in for her phone, she sent a quick message to Noah about the party. She knew he'd come, considering he was not one to turn down a party, and he had been trying to convince her to host another one. And, to the delight of her fellow glee clubbers, he'd probably even find a way to bring alcohol. She just hoped he made it over to Brittany's sooner rather than later, since she didn't really want to be there on her own. She'd grown closer to her teammates over the last two years, but Noah was the person she felt the most comfortable around.
With one last look around, she nodded to herself, pleased that she wasn't forgetting anything important. She had her wallet, keys, phone, mace in case of an emergency...that should do it. Her dads were out on a short weekend with just the two of them, so she didn't have to bother calling out to say where she'd be. Locking the door behind her, the brunette walked over to her car before heading towards where she knew Brittany's house to be. She couldn't say she'd ever been there before, but in a small town like Lima, everyone kind of knew where everyone lived. So within ten minutes she found herself walking up the steps to the front porch, and knocking a couple times on the door. Words: 473, Tagged: ND+Blaine, Notes: ---, Outfit: here |
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Post by santana on Sept 1, 2011 22:58:46 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r71/maggiesrpstuff/BACKGROUNDS/fk5qwnjpg.png); width: 457px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30; -moz-border-radius: 35 35 35 35; -webkit-border-radius: 35 35 35 35;]hi » FIRE IT UP. Santana headed into the kitchen before not before seeing Sam, Quinn, and Mercedes show up at the door as she headed down with the alcohol in hand. "Sam! Mercedes! Quinn! Looking hot tonight." she smiled to her blonde friend before going and getting another shot. Everyone was in the kitchen now asking for drinks and Brittany was supplying them. She intended to get messed up tonight, because tonight was going to be a hell of a ride. Last time she drank at a party was at Rachel's, dating Sam, and being a weepy drunk. Not tonight, cause there was nothing to be weeping about. Tonight she had her alcohol, and her girl she loved by her side.
She heard the door again and Santana called it. "Got it!" she told everyone before heading in the direction of the door. She wondered if it was FInn with more alcohol, and she sure hoped it would be. She could use every bit of alcohol she could get a hold of. She didn't have class tomorrow, and they were all in need of much fun. Everything seemed so tense with the new year and all, but tonight they would all let loose and just have fun for once in their damn life. At least, Santana hoped too. She made it to the door and flung it open with a smile.
"Berry!" she exclaimed seeing Rachel standing at the door instead of Finn. She was slightly disappointed, because really, Rachel did most of the times get on her nerves. She was trying to be nice lately though, for Puck. Since he was in love with the girl and all. She grabbed Rachel's hand and pulled her in. "Get in here you!" she told her dragging her slightly to the kitchen with everyone else. "All you're favorite alcoholic beverages, however you want it, whenever you want it, as long as the first one is in a shot glass." Santana smirked and moved away from Rachel going to get another shot and smiled to Brittany. TAG: NEW DIRECTIONS && BLAINE((if he and Kurt show)), RACHEL BERRY PARTY 2.0 HAS ARRIVED.
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