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Post by Rainbow on Jul 6, 2010 21:43:08 GMT -6
"Rachel...Rachel. Promise me that you'll find a ride home. A SAFE ride home."
Rachel laughed and dismissed the nagging voice of her younger sister from her thoughts, happily laying on the small bridge on the playground. In her drunken haze, she was completely relaxed. Being at the park, perhaps in the middle of the night, was perfectly fine. She was shivering a bit, but that was okay. She had no idea where her jacket had gone off to. One moment it was on her...the next it was gone. Actually, she had taken it off and left it several feet away from the playground, but she didn't remember doing this.
I wonder...if the party's over yet. That was fun! Rachel giggled to herself. She had gone with Dylan, Tabitha, and a few other preps to a party and she had just kind of walked off about an hour ago. At least Tabitha had called her, even if it was to chew her out for leaving without her. Rachel laughed and rolled onto her stomach on the bridge, almost rolling right off. The playground is niiiiice. She giggled and slowly got up, stumbling across the bridge and headed towards the highest platform, where the slide was. This was going to be a recipe for disaster, that was for sure.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 6, 2010 21:53:12 GMT -6
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Post by Rainbow on Jul 6, 2010 22:00:15 GMT -6
Rachel grinned eagerly, peering at the slide. She couldn't wait to go down on it. Go down on it. Go down it. She giggled, letting her dirty mind roam. When she felt something grab her shoulder, her dirty thoughts were promptly cut short. She frowned unhappily, since she couldn't get to the slide anymore, and spun around to face the person that had grabbed her.
"Hey. Fuck." With a grunt, Rachel stumbled slightly into the black-haired girl, but managed to stay upright and brushed her hair back. "Lemme go," she slurred and tried her best to shove the other girl. "I wanna...go down the slide. Go down on the slide." A confused look crossed her face, her drunken mind not able to figure out which was the right thing to say and which was the dirty way to say it.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 6, 2010 22:15:38 GMT -6
[/i] She didn't like having to take care of drunk people, but she'd still do it. "Oh sweetie, you can't go down on the slide," she said, getting the dirtiness as soon as Rachel had said it. "You'll hurt yourself," she said, moving her other hand to Rachel's waist. If being sexual was the only way to actually get her to stop, she would do it. Besides, she wouldn't actually go and have sex with this girl she didn't even know. She was more into teasing a bit before going all the way. She smiled and pulled Rachel close to her. "How about we go to my house?" she suggested, already pulling the girl to the bride, headed to her house. Her mother wasn't home, so she didn't have to worry about trying to keep the nameless girl quiet. "I'm Paige, whats your name?" she asked the blonde, slowly pulling her away, hoping she wouldn't even notice she was moving.[/ul]
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Post by Rainbow on Jul 6, 2010 22:26:35 GMT -6
Rachel giggled with delight, suddenly not as annoyed with the shorter girl as she had been, but still looked desperately over her shoulder at the slide. "But-" she cut herself off and huffed childishly, not putting up any sort of fight when Paige pulled her away. "Are you coming on me? Coming onto me?" She giggled, stumbling a bit again, and grinned crookedly, happily holding Paige's hand up while the other girl led her away from the playground. "You have great lesbian hands." In her mind, she was being smooth. She really believed that's how it was going down.
"Talent. Rachel. Rachel...Talent," Rachel rambled a bit. "Is your house far? I don't like a work-out before sex." This, of course, made perfect sense to her. She glanced at Paige with a frown for a moment. "You're like Tabitha. But you look tastier. Just as bite-sized, though."
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Post by Jenny on Jul 6, 2010 22:46:52 GMT -6
[/i] She repeated the name over in her mind, trying to think of pet names. Racheypoo, Rachel-dear, Rachelpie... Nothing seemed to sound cute enough in her opinion. "Well, nice to meet you Rachel. And yes I live close," she laughed, pulling the girl a bit faster. "Tastier and bite-sized?" she questioned. I don't think I've heard so many sexual terms from another girl before...[/ul]
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Post by Rainbow on Jul 6, 2010 22:54:52 GMT -6
Rachel simply laughed. Something was apparently funny to her. "Yeaah, lesbian hands. Lexi's gonna be mad that I'm not goin' home," she frowned for a moment. "Oh well. She can suck it. Suck it up. She'll suck something," she wiggled happily when her phone vibrated in her pocket, but made no effort to get it. As far as she was concerned, texts weren't important right now.
"Oooh, things are spinnin'. Just let me sleep heeere," she drawled and suddenly, Rachel's legs weren't there to keep her up anymore, leaving Paige to either let her drop or try to keep Rachel's weight up. She giggled, making a bit of an effort to start walking again.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 6, 2010 23:01:21 GMT -6
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Post by Rainbow on Jul 6, 2010 23:07:56 GMT -6
Rachel smiled happily, curling up on Paige's bed happily. Comfyyy. "Sister. Little annoying-as-piss sister," she drawled, opening her eyes. Unfortunately, she did this just as Paige turned on her lights. On instinct, she shielded her eyes from the light, not used to them at all, and rolled. This last action was far from the right thing to do and she ended up on her stomach on the ground.
"Ow, bitch fuck shit..." Rachel let out a string of random curse words, slowly crawling back up onto the bed with a snort and glared slightly at Paige, her happy drunken mood swinging into a more irritated yet still drunken mood. She smoothed her hair back and groaned, burying her face against the bed.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 6, 2010 23:23:52 GMT -6
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Post by Rainbow on Jul 6, 2010 23:29:24 GMT -6
Rachel grunted, rubbing her eyes slightly as soon as the lights were off again. She curled up underneath the blanket, yawning an obnoxiously loud yawn. She flipped until her back was to Paige. Even in her drunken, loving state, she wasn't much of a cuddler. She stretched out like a cat and was out like a light within a minute.
The next morning...Rachel had a seizure. Well, not really. She might as well have, though. Her eyes burned as soon as she opened her eyes, making the mistake of looking out the window and at the sun. "Ow, shit, fuck my life," she snapped, shutting her eyes tightly and pulled the blanket up and over her head. She didn't bother wondering where she was. She was rather used to waking up in unfamiliar places, sometimes with no memory of the person she was with or how she even got there. It was...pathetic, really.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 6, 2010 23:39:58 GMT -6
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Post by Rainbow on Jul 6, 2010 23:44:57 GMT -6
Rachel squinted her eyes open slightly when she realized that Paige had closed the blinds, tenderly rubbing her own stomach while it growled. She was't hungry, she was just trying to fight off the feeling of needing to puke everything in her stomach right now. Huffing, Rachel kept the blanket completely over herself, tightening her grip on it. She didn't want to come out at all.
"Don't worry 'bout it, I won't be able to keep it down," Rachel snorted, wrapping herself up tighter in the blanket, almost like having her own cocoon. "Ahh, hell. Where am I?" She asked, rubbing her face tiredly. She just wanted to stay under the blanket and maybe pass out again.
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Post by Jenny on Jul 7, 2010 0:00:49 GMT -6
[/i] she asked herself, quickly shutting off her phone.[/ul]
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Post by Rainbow on Jul 7, 2010 0:09:23 GMT -6
Rachel simply nodded slightly, trying to remember some sort of girl named Paige from her memory, but she didn't come up with anything. She winced instinctively when Paige pulled the blanket of of her face, huffing and swatted at Paige. As soon as she was gone, she pulled the blanet back up over her and curled back up. "Wow. I was drunk. Don't think anything of that stuff," she grumbled dismissively.
"Should probably check my phone too..." Rachel muttered, slowly pulling her phone from her pocket and checked what she had missed. Since her phone was on vibrate, she had failed to realize all of the times that Alexis, Tabitha, and even Dylan had called her. She had texts from all three of them. Shaking her head, she shoved her phone back into her pocket.
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