----- it never takes too long /.

[cordelia rhodes]

-----C ould she have stopped before now? Yeah, with traces of her dignity left too. Should she have stopped? Hell yes. Sometimes, something would happen and Leah would wonder how much of her best friends stubbornness rubbed off on to her, or had her dads "Never back down" attitude been the driving force behind her need to participate and win every drinking contest she was invited to... On a normal day she would have seen no problem in winning three drinking games in a row, by a stunning margin, obviously Blair's alcohol immunity had somehow rubbed off on the blonde tonight too, but it has also left the stunner drunker then she was used to. Grudgingly, she thought there was no way Blair would have even been tipsy had she downed the alcohol Leah just had. She wasn't of course factoring in that Blair ate and drank water and kept time between her drinks all the while, no in her altered state of mind it was just proof that her best friends was in fact a goddess... No doubt said best friend/goddess would have stropped her after the first one, taking time to help Kaileah stumble from the den to the kitchen where she would force water and food upon here, and then found a guy to distract the blonde from venturing into another round. It was system Blair had worked on perfecting, something that had cut down on her fathers reproachful looks and more importantly the intensity and frequency of Leah's hangovers. Ahh, her best friend was an angel, the blonde gave a soft giggle, but her face fell quickly, Blair should be here with her. Alcohol induced nostalgia crashed guilt upon her, why hadn't she brought Blair? Had she even mentioned the party to Blair no doubt she would have liked to come, maybe she could have brought the Tavinator along and it would have been all good. She harrumphed before she teetered dangerously on the expensive heels Blair's mother had given her over the summer- ones she had coveted and only wore because Blair said that she was fine with it. More guilt tickled her stomach, or that might have been that lost shot of Tequilla.

-----Pausing for a moment, Leah held her hands out to steady herself and try to judge exactly what was boiling her stomach, suddenly she realized it was not guilt. Shutting her eyes tight and pushing a breath through her teeth she settled her self before she turned to where she remember some girl had shown her the bathroom, she held on to the walls and people as she made here way there, before collapsing half inside the door and managing to empty her stomach without getting sick anywhere it shouldn't been, she was glad she had plaited her hair this evening, despite how long the fish tail had taken her. She sat there for a moment, waving stupidly as people passed through the hallway by here before she decided her stomach was fine, standing she ruffled through the medicine chest and checking each tube carefully making sure she was really using toothpaste she used her finger as a toothbrush and rinsed with Listerine. No way was she walking around the whole night with puke breath, another thing Blair would have been useful for- Altoids. Leah frowned, she needed to go see Blair. She shouldn't have been here without her, smile stretched upon her face despite her guilt she stumbled back through the people. Giggling and offering half hearted swats to boys who vocally and physically appreciated her non-existent shorts and skin tight shirt, she finally stumbled out through the door, nearly landing on her but on the two concrete steps from the walkway.

-----Standing and scratching her head, Leah truly felt as blonde as the endless jokes made her out to be, where did Blair live from here? She turned left, seeing a corner nearby and walked towards it having to reach for a light pole every now and then, pausing on the corner she looked up at the sign, catching her reflection in a parker car she giggled, she shouldn't be standing her dressed like that. Distracted by the image she ran her hand over her messy hair before she tore the rubber band from the bottom of her braid and shook out her loosely waved, waist length hair, in this state she was nearly as easily distracted as Blair. Pulling her shorts down a little she looked up the street, trying to remember what she had been doing, it felt oddly reminiscent of the night her father had found out how crazy his daughter could be... Dad. Home... Home! She was going home! Another smile lit her face as she headed down the street, halfway down she stopped, no, that didn't make sense. Her house had too much land to be in town, it was on the outskirts and was way too long of a walk for her to make. Had she called a cab? Confusion colored her face again and she began to form a headache, a distant sober part of her mind groaned at how many blonde jokes the youth had been giving soled grounds to so far in the space of about thirty minutes. The voice sounding oddly like Blair. Oh! Thank you subconscious! She thought to herself, as her guilt for forgetting to bring Blair settled back in and reminded she was heading to fetch her.

-----The street she was on was the completely wrong street, and she frowned, trying to recall whether the sign had said Lago Linda or Chesnut, because Blair lived on the street that had a corner with Chesnut.... She thought. Frowning she continued her trek down the street, shivering a little against the cool air, but smiling as she realized despite the distance between her and the rager she could feel the bass in her feet, it faded lightly with each step but she felt it near to the next corer, where again she was faced with which way she needed to go. Why were rich places so confusing? They needed to have a map like at the mall "You are here. Blair is there." It'd be great, fuzzily, Blair's voice told her right, something clicking in her head at the reminded and she knew it was right, left, third house. She hummed absently to herself as she finished the rest of her trek, smiling as she stumbled a little stepping on to Blair's lawn her heels getting caught, kicking them off she left them just off the sidewalk next to a rosebush before she ran quickly up the walkway, the cement cold under her unclad feet. She shivered before she reached for the doorbell, stopping just short of ringing. "Idiot." She muttered, shaking her head, that would wake up her dad, who would then call Leah's dad which would earn her a trip to her mothers... permanently. While her stepfather and mother weren't fucked up, she still didn't want to have to actually live with them. Quickly, she stepped off the warmer welcome met to the sidewalk and tiptoed across the grass, staring up at Blair's two story house and trying to ascertain from the drapes which room was hers...

-----Mentally she mapped out the layout of Blair's house, though suddenly hot tubs were replacing couches and stairs were leading to nowhere nd she shook her head. Squinting mixed with the pale cast of the full moon, she thought Blaine's beige drapes were Blair soft white ones, and she smiled. There was just the problem of getting up there.... Yeah, she hadn't thought this through very well... Furrowing her brows, she examined the front of the house, eyes catching a patio chair and piecing together that the window she wanted was just above the patio. Carefully she set the chair at the corner of the patio, and stretching she caught the edge of the roof to the patio, tapping into her mostly lost gymnastic strength she pulled herself up easily, wincing as she scraped her legs pulling herself up. Pleased that she made i up without too much incidence or waking anyone, she looked to the window she wanted and prayed that Blair had left it unlocked. Standing carefully, she tossed a look over her shoulder before she went and pushed hard on the window, gasping a little at the quick squeal it gave in protest, relived as it made the rest of it's way up in silence. The breathing in the room had not changed but she held still for a moment waiting for the Twin's dad to peek his head out one of the other windows to see the ruckus. After two heartbeats she lowered her leg into the window, "B!" She hissed, trying to feel for the floor with her foot, before she toppled all the way, landing with a groan and a fit of giggles, before she was hushing herself, "B!" She repeated again, almost too loudly, "Blaiir, come help me up." She whined, about to burst with giggles, "Ow." She said rubbing her now bruised thigh, she tugged at her shirt, "Why is it so hot?" She whined trying to get herself up again, since obviously someone was being too lazy, before she tumbled again, another fountain of giggles bursting first, these ones quieter then the first, but satisfied to hear the hitch in breath, relieved she had finally awoken Blair, "Blair, I'm serious I need help here..."



tagged to blaine scott tyler alexandar
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word count 1589
credit banner/liz,template/me, lyrics/sara barellis
clothes right here
notes epic drunkness ftw.

[blaine alexandar]

".. oh yeah? That’s great mum.. really" he made a face as he held back a sigh, ignoring the smug look on blairs face as she paused inquiringly at the door, he had been on the phone an hour already and his mum was still chattering away. The routine phone calls were definitely not the highpoint of his week, they were something to be endured, not enjoyed. He wasn’t phone person naturally, and talking to his mother only increased this aversion. But someone had to do it, in his fleeting moments of egotism he would envision himself like a solider going into battle. True it wasn’t open combat, it was still painful, every time she mentioned something about Christian he’d flinch, or run a hand over the left side of his ribcage, remembering. " ..oh blair..? " he asked, snapping back to the conversation long enough to hear ask to talk to her. " ..shes " he began, offering his twin a beseeching look, but she did what she normally did, she vanished. He shook his head, " ..um yeah, shes out with kai I think.. " he lied, which was a bad move on his part, a very bad move. The mention of the lively blonde who had joined them on their visit over the summer opened up another whole set of questions, only she was one of those people who would ask you something but not give you time to answer. All you needed was the occasional, ‘mhmmm’ and ‘yeahh..’ and you were set for a long one sided conversation, her specialty. He pulled out his phone to check the time, not surprised to find it was dancing closer and closer to midnight, he was almost wishing her husband would get home which would interrupt the conversation long enough for him to interject with a goodbye.

Reprieve came instead, in the form of his father, calling impatiently from down the hall. " ..im sorry mum " he cut in, " I’ve got to go… dads calling " he held back a laugh at her grumbling, " talk to you later, yeah? " he forced a false note of enthusiasm, " yeah, yeah.. cant wait " hanging up he let out a sigh, before rolling off his bed and standing up to investigate what it was his dad wanted. " you rang? " he asked, pausing at the doorway of his fathers room, he knew from previous experience it was best not to venture in until you knew he was fully clothed. He appeared, grinning widely “nothing.. I just thought you’d like an excuse..” he responded, “ I was married to that woman.. I know how she likes to talk..” there was a somber note to his words, cleverly disguised by the open smile, but he picked it up anyways. " .. shes getting better " he offered with a shrugs, though they both knew that was an out and out life, " thanks anyways.. " he added, retracing his footsteps.

The calls made it impossible to fully put aside that part of his life, as much as he would like to, he couldn’t ignore it. Though he never talked to anyone else about it, his mother plagued his thoughts quite a lot, more so lately after she’d admitted she’d been in hospital a few times in the last month. Resigning himself to a sleepless night he grabbed his DS and jumped into bed. He probably hadn’t been asleep longer than a hour when Kai rocked up, and he was so deeply asleep that even with all the noise she was making it wasn’t until the second time she had fallen that he even stirred. To say he was surprised would be an understatement, given it was not unusual for the blonde to be drunk and barely clothed, that part was quite normal, it was the climbing through his window in the middle of the night that threw him, "what the-" he began, rubbing his face sleepily and blinking, just as to ascertain that this wasn’t just part of some strange dream, "blair?" he asked, confused, frowning for a moment before it all began to piece together in his brain, she had been aiming for blairs room, obviously she had mixed them up in the process., not hard to do given they were beside each other, and her obvious state of inebriation. Running a hand absently through his hair he wasn’t able to do much more than stare quizzically down at her attempts to stand, he should have helped, but he hadn’t quite gotten past his surprise, but at least he didn’t laugh, that was something. ".. I should probably get B" he added instinctively after a moment, jumping up and narrowly avoiding a encounter with the floor himself as his foot caught in his sheet, pulling off the bed onto the floor. Although he had plenty of experience in the area – from the numerous times looking after blair in her younger days - she was much more of an expert when it came to handling a drunk kai, so it was best left up to her.

He had made it half way to the door when an completely irrational thought occurred to him. Kai, in his room, in the middle of the night, given the direction of his conversation with his sister the other day she might not be as willing to believe that it had been an accident. She was already suspicious they were back together on the sly. Hesitating for only a fraction of a second her shook his head, dismissing the silly notion, he was just about to turn the knob to open the door when he heard someone talking. Pausing, he pressed his ear up against the door to listen more carefully, it wasn’t blair, that was for sure, it must be his dad, it wasn’t unusual for him to be up late working. Slowly and carefully he pulled the door open enough to peer out in the hallway, his dad was just down from him, sitting on the steps. " okay.. maybe not " he muttered, turning around, " dads just outside.. so yeah " he informed her, as he walked across and held out a hand to help her up. " ..and what mischief have you been up to tonight kiki? " he inquired, taking in her clothes and the strong smell of alcohol that clung to her. " you’d be in so much trouble if your dad saw you now.. " he added, shaking his head.

T A G G kiki // kaye <33
S T A T U S done.. finally
C O U N T ehh
N O T E S it only took me two weeks to get this up -_- .. FAIL

[cordelia rhodes]

-----It had actually been a good while since she had been this rip roaring drunk. Mostly because Blair helped keep her in line and Leah's own fear of being sent back to Texas kept her pretty well within her limits. It hadn't stopped her from drinking entirely, or partying or coming home waaay past her curfew but if her father was satisfied that she wasn't drunk then he seemed the be pretty lenient about her repeated breaking of curfew, most of the time he was asleep and assumed that when he checked her bed in the mornings and she was in it that she had made her curfew. It was great when her father was much more comfortable in his ignorance and trying to ignore the fact that his daughter was now seventeen no longer the tea cups and tiara toddler he still liked to envision her as. Still, this was mostly her life, she had picked up her routine pretty easily after she had given her father a six month grace period after his initial threat. Usually she did have Blair in tow, but if not she normally called the girl, sometimes unaware of where she was, Blair was her go to girl, her best friend had a quite a bit of practice taking care of her own drunk self. It was these times that Leah was glad Blair had semi-shut that chapter of her life, two drunk fumbling idiots would not be a good thing. So, when it was not the soft, female voice of her best friend that cut the darkness, but that of her other bets friend and Blair's twin, the less drunk deep part of her mind groaned, but the silly part of her giggled, "You're not Blaiiir!" She said too loudly and clapping a hand over her mouth, however no part of her was disappointed that she had gotten the wrong room... Only because Blaine was just as capable of taking care of the wasted blonde as Blair was...

-----Unlike his twin, Blaine had never been much of the party type so he was the one helping Blair around after her crazy nights, and at times she had seen Blair much worse then she was right now. She'd be no problem for him, especially since she had already emptied her stomach back at the party. Blaine was also a lot less... motherly about the many times she'd come and crash at their house. Blair always had that air of disapproval when she was taking care of Leah, always had that same look no matter how nice and helpful she was being. Blaine seemed a little more laid back about it, disapproving too but more amused then anything. Normally this would be the time where she was about to knock out, but her walk, climb and subsequent tumble into Blaine's room had invigorated her a little, she had hit her second wind, she felt like tackling another two games. Until she tried to stand up again, her ankle twisting uncomfortably, but not with too much pain, still it made her voice rough as she shook her head at Blaine's comments, "Forget her for a minute, pleeease come help me." She whined, as she sat back on her but, arms falling to her side with a dejected look as she watched him stop at the door, toss a glance back to her and then look outside his room. She was about to voice another complaint, until a cleared part of her head halted her, probably not a good idea to bite the hand that feeds you. No doubt if she just sat here and kept looking as pathetic as she know she did she'd get farther then being a bitch. Her heart quickened at his words, worry bubbling in her stomach, making her wonder if maybe there was still more to drain from it, "No, no. He's still up... I.." Blair's dad was not as understanding, of course when it came to the Twins, but even with Leah. No doubt he'd call her dad the second he saw her, then by tomorrow she'd be at home sulking in her new kitchen watching her mom's happy, little family move around her and give her the condemning looks their fresh new faith in God had brought about.

-----Staring at his hand for a second, a puzzled look came across her face. Why did he want to shake her hand? Certainly when she was drunk was the only time you could tell she was a natural blonde... Okay, well at least it was the time when you could not deny she was born a blonde. Alcohol made her stupid, in the worse way. "Oh.." She said, shaking her head a little, steeling as it made her dizzy, before she took it and slowly rose, still her equilibrium was so off she was about as clumsy as the Twins were. She held out a hand to help balance herself, putting her arm around Blaine's shoulder for extra support while she was sure she could stand without it. She looked over at him with a smile, another giggle, though quieter as she was more aware of how likely it was that his dad would hear now, "What's mischief haven't I been up to?" She said, her words only slurring a little, "It's been epic, really... Good thing I left when I did though because I'm pretty sure it was like... seven seconds away from getting busted up..." She said swaying, as she gestured needlessly with her arm. She suddenly became a very animated talked when she was drunk, using her hands to help illustrated her points, which made the alcohol induced clumsiness that much worse. She nodded at his words, her stomach tightening at the idea, "Like... Hiroshima.. Or... That place that they bombed in that big war... You know, with the..Uhm.. People that were in it, in that country... Uhm, yeah... It would like... not even compare to...." She frowned, looking down her eyebrows knitting together, before she looked back to him, "Where was I going with that?" She shrugged, "Uhm, but yeah, like first plane to... Texas trouble..." Yeah, when you can't even remember where you own mother lives you know you drank to much... She rubbed her eyes quickly, pretty sure it removed the last bits of sparkly eye shadow she had dusted over her lids, before she looked back to him, "So, what were you doing?" She asked, before she looked past him to his bed, that was a mess but looked ridiculously comfortable. "Is there a girl in the closet? I hope I didn't interrupt anything..." She said suggestively, even though it wasn't likely, not because he couldn't land a girl, but because he just wasn't that guy. Though if he were that guy, not going to lie, she would have been hoping she had.

-----As she yawned she turned her face away from his, she may not have barf breath since she had brushed her teeth but no doubt he wouldn't want a face full of tequila breath, the action made her dizzier and she stumbled again, clutching his arm for support she steadied herself again. "I don't know how you and Blair do this all the time..." She teased, standing straight again, but carefully heading towards his bed, it would be safer if she just sat. "I'm sorry..." She mumbled, "You know I can't go home like this... plus I think you and Blair switched rooms, cus I was like... Positive this was hers.." She said frowning, in her mind they switched rooms deliberately to mess her up like this tonight. She'd come over in the next day or two and find they would be switched back.


tagged to blaine scott tyler alexandar
status doneee
word count 1297
credit banner/liz,template/me, lyrics/sara barellis
clothes right here
notes it could have been a month, lol. i should be writing an essay, but honestly i could care less about macroeconomics -_-

[blaine alexandar]

To her vocal revelation he laughed, “ oh my god really? ” he responded with mock surprise, glancing down at himself and then up again, “ what gave me away, my height or the distinct lack of boobs? ” he asked then, raising a brow before chuckling. Drunk kai was always entertaining, as well as exhausting, unlike most people the addition of alcohol didn’t seem to slow her down much, even when she was wearing heels that could be considered life endangering. Why she wore them he’d never know, even without them she still made briar look like a midget by comparison – then again, that could be said of practically anyone really. He couldn’t help but laugh when he glanced back and caught the pout on her face, “ cant you wait one second?” he asked, only a the tiniest bit of impatience sneaking into his voice, but then he smiled, “ …its not like you have much choice anyways, right kiki? ” he teased, turning once again back to the door. There was definitely no way of getting briar up and to his room without raising suspicious, even in the middle of the day him inviting his twin to his room would have looked somewhat out of place. As marvelously as they got along, they both had their space, and they liked It that way. Though blaines avoidance of entering briars room really had more to do with getting cornered with beauty products, or having various objects chucked at his head. To her worry he merely chuckled, “ …chill K, its fine, as long as you don’t go running out there into the hall or start yelling then I think we’re safe.. ” he informed her, whatever it was his dad was doing he was concentrating deeply on it, blaine was positive he wouldn’t notice as long as they didn’t make too much noise.

“ …showing your true colors.. ” he teased, laughing lightly at the look of absolute confusion that crossed her face, if there was any reward in having to look after her drunk ass it was getting to laugh at moments of total blondeness, ones that happened a lot more frequently whilst the was alcohol in her blood. “ … you okay?” he asked reflexively as she swayed on her feet and then threw an arm around his shoulders, he shook his head, “ … psh, and you didn’t even think to invite me? How rude” he scolded, totally unserious, though blaine had found more of his party animal later in his teen years – as opposed to his twin – he still wasn’t really into that scene, “ … watch it.” he said, ducking as he almost copped a hand to the face during her explanation, anyone who knew her knew not to stand too close when she had been drinking, she was prone to waving her arms around a lot. He shook his head at her histrioontics, laughing when she became lost halfway through, coming close to voicing yet another blonde joke, but biting his tongue just in time, he would be able to escape so easily with her arm looped loosely across his shoulders. He rolled his eyes, but gave her a devilish look “ … actually shes under the bed, so don’t jump on it, don’t want to hurt the poor dear.. ” he told her solemnly “ … but its alright K, in fact, now that you here maybe you can join in… ” he laughed at her look , “ …hey, you asked.. ” he reminded her, grinning unrepentantly.

He rolled his eyes at the taunt, but shrugged, “ …you get used to it” its not like he had a choice, he didn’t exactly ask to be naturally clumsy, and why would he, it was not a curse he’d wish on anyone else. Still, he figured that was how god evened it out, making him extra klutzy in return for his sublime intelligence. He laughed, “ …of course we did, that’s exactly what we did… we knew you were coming and we were like… quick, lets totally mess with kais head tonight.. ” he teased, grinning widely, though he could tell from the blondes look she wasn’t really as amused as he was. He shrugged, expression turning mischievous “ … your blonde, so ill let this one slide… ” he shifted then, coming just shy of an attack to the arm, “ …come on now, first … okay second.. but defintely last blonde joke of the day… promise.. ” he flashed her another grin, before turning abruptly and jumping back into bed. “ … you know..” he began, settling back and pulling the covers up, “ … if I didn’t you know better I’d be inclined to think you mixed our rooms up on purpose.. ” he added, giving her taunting look, “ … however, I do know you better than that” he added quickly, fearing some sort of recourse from the drunken blonde, not that she could so much to him in this state, her attacks while almost as hard were much more easily dodged. “ …now if you don’t need anything else, I’m going back to sleep… you can stand there or night or you can join me.. your choice ” he said with a shrug, watching her expectantly.

T A G G kiki // kaye <33
S T A T U S done
C O U N T < 1000?
N O T E S suckyy sorry, i have rped blaine in so longgg.. im rusty -.-

[cordelia rhodes]

-----Had she been in usual form, a.k.a when she hadn't drank all of Mexico's Tequila, she might have had a semi-witty comment to throw back at him about maybe he shouldn't have been so sure about his lack of boobs but alcohol diminished any of the wit you had to pick up to hang with Bri & Blaine. "Ha. Ha." She grumbled instead, a small frown forming on her lips as she tried to ignore how insanely sexy he seemed now with the eyebrow thing. It was a trick she always envied him, and anyone else who could do it, she'd just never been able to do it and normally she thought it looked nice on his face but apparently Tequila Kai thought it was hot. Tequila Kai was not helping the blurring lines that Blaine & her kept. She pursed her lips at his words, but didn't vocalize her distaste with his tone, catching the faint traces of irritation in it. Not that she couldn't understand his irritation, no doubt she was a handful when she was sober, but drunk she was pretty sure she could be the biggest pain in the ass in the world. Especially when she showed up unannounced tumbling through one's window... "Not really, no." She admitted, a teensy bit frosted, but keeping it from her voice, reminding herself that irritating him further would get her nowhere. Instead she resigned herself to wait patiently for at least two minutes before she pestered him again, which really would only last about 15 seconds. She was about to open her mouth again when he turned back around, satisfied, or dissatisfied with his survey of the hall. She nodded at his words, it wasn't likely but Tequila Kai was more unpredictable then Sober Kai, "I don't think that should be a problem...?" Leah gave, hesitantly.

-----Leah frowned at his words for a moment, "What?" She asked, the confusion that had faded returning again, sometime she wondered if he did these things on purpose when she was drunk, just because she was so disappointing as a blonde when she was sober. Mostly she was glad she wasn't this stupid all the time, how people did it was beyond her. She bobbed her head lightly to his question, "Yeah, just the equilibraian... No... Equilibrium thing." She said correcting herself with a hot blush flooding her cheeks and shaking her head very carefully at her idiocy. Not everyone was as stupid as this, it just wasn't fair. Blaine certainly wasn't that stupid when he was drunk, and the one or two times she had seen B hit tipsy she was pretty much the same, things were funnier to her but she could still string a sentence together. "Didn't you have Star Trek to watch or something?" She quipped with a smirk, looking up at him and flitting her eyelashes in mock innocence, "It was more of a last minute thing anyways... Else I would have invited B, she would have stopped this..." She motioned to herself, swaying slightly again. She giggled a little, "Sorry.....Sort of..." Her face almost dropped for a minute before she realized that, Hello, this was Blaine. All he ever did was joke, still she looked back at his bed, "Don't tempt me..." She muttered, hopefully to low for him to hear. She got stupidly jealous when it came to him, she didn't have those feelings for him anymore. Or at least that's what she kept trying to convince herself, but somehow she always got a little jealous when he was interested in another girl, she shouldn't have. She didn't have any real claim on him further then being her best friend. This time she shot him a disgusted look, reaching over to hit him but stumbling a little, "Your gross, Blaine! What do you think this is Gossip Girl?" She asked, forgetting herself and her voice raising above the half whisper it had been. "Doesn't mean I needed that kind of answer." She returned, her voice low again.

-----Her eyes narrowed, "It's not nice to mock me," she chastised, before she got indignant, "And with your humor, it honestly wouldn't surprise me..." It was nice of him to pick on her when she was this blitzed, it was never cool to make fun of the drunk kid, at least when you were the drunk kid being teased. Not that she shouldn't have expected much less, and with her the stunning displays of intellect she shown with him so far tonight she was surprised she hadn't faced worse ribbing. "It was even worse, cus I was apologizing for flopping into your room like that...." She said, giving him a reproachful look. "Oh!" She exclaimed, reaching out to punch him, this time she managed it fairly gracefully but still missing him, she opened her mouth to chastise him but confusion again halted her, "There was a first one?" She said, pathetically before shaking her head, great way to make it worse there, Leah. She was never going to live this down. Another blush flared up her cheeks and neck and she prayed that it was dark enough to mask it, or now that he was on his bed she was far enough he way he couldn't see. "Don't you wish..." She supplied, lamely. He was one of the last people she wanted to be around this blitzed, she didn't trust herself well enough really. She had no filter like this, she'd admit to stuff she either wasn't ready to admit to or would mess things up hugely. Something she had done once or twice. "J-join you?" She asked, hating that she stuttered a little. She'd never, ever been in bed with a guy before. And somehow, no matter that this was Blaine and it was forty thousand kinds of innocent, it still seemed a little to intimate. She hadn't even been in bed with Eli despite that he had been her First. By all accounts Leah was not shy, but sometimes she hesitated. She shook her head, "Uhm... Yeah. I'm beat." She looked away from him for a minute, casting a quick glance at the door then to him, no way she'd be able to sneak to B's room. Not that she'd want to deal with all the crap she'd get for starting in Blaine's room, B was half convinced that there was more between Blaine & Leah then was actually happening, no need to encourage that. She took a hesitant step forward, before she got into the bed, trying to avoid looking at him.

-----There was no need for her to be feeling so weird about this, sure she was worried about what might happen if B or their dad walked in, but other then that there should be nothing to worry about. Further then that there should be nothing to worry about, they could sleep in the same bed no problem, granted Sober Kai probably would have opted for the floor. Then again Sober Kia would have no need to actually have to make that kind of choice. "You better not be a cover hog.." She said, resorting to jokes to get her over this stupid whatever it was she was feeling weird about, "Cus the tequila is starting to wear off now and it's colder then it was earlier..." The last part taking on a little bit of a whine, as she rolled over to face him, catching his profile in the barely there light and smiling. Zero weirdness, Leah, zero. She said to herself, as she looked away, and a muted laugh fell from her lips, "You do realize that if B ever knows about this..." She shook her head, turning her face into the pillow, "She'd never let us live it down... Or I guess me since you really had no choice." She said, taking her face from the pillow. "However, the plus side, I think will be I'll avoid the lecture about drinking too much I normally get from her." She said with another short, quite laugh as she moved to her stomach. Smiling at him, "Thank you, for this... I appreciate it, I really do."


tagged to blaine scott tyler alexandar
status overcooked, as is par for the course
word count 1366, return of Kaye's too long posts!
credit banner/liz,template/me, lyrics/sara barellis
clothes right here
notes i only just saw that you replied to this today. fme. which stands for fuck my eyes, in case you were wondering. haven't you missed my way too long posts?

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[blaine alexandar]

Drunk kai was great, not only was she entertaining, but you could get away with a lot more, sober kai definitely would have jumped at a chance to reference man boobs, he was sure “..well I thought it was funny..” he responded, grinning unrepentantly, at her frown, “..exactly. so shhhhh” he added, less sternly this time, a faint smile on his lips, knowing full well if she were capable at that point she probably would have hit him for that, thankfully he was a safe distance from her fists, she might not be able to punch as hard as briar, but she still had a decent punch. “..i’m not going to have to tie you down or something am i?” he teased, eyeing her suspiciously, the look on his face faintly suggestive, it wasn’t likely she would do something so blatantly stupid, then again, alcohol tended cancel out her common sense. As he had already learned the hard way, not even party briar had been so unruly, “..these doors are pretty childproof anyways…” he added, “.. or maybe I should say drunk proof” he added, grinning again.

“..nothing” he responded offhandedly, the grin on his face smug, but fleetingly so, laughing at the confusion that took residence on her face, he had always thought it one of her more endearing expressions. “..i’d tell you later when your not smashed, but you’d hit me… ” he added with a shrug. “..star trek?” he asked, looking incredulous, “I’m a nerd, but im not that much of a nerd...” he added, slightly more offended but the inference than he should have been, “..excuses, excuses..” he said, rolling his eyes before laughing. He watched her glance at the bed, and mumble something he couldn’t quite catch. He laughed at her look, “.. does that make you…” he paused, trying to recall the times briar and kai had talked about the show, “.. serena?” he asked, hoping he had remembered the name right. “..too bad” he said, laughing again.

“..since when I have a ever been nice?” he teased, eyes glimmering with mischief, he laughed, “.. I totally would have done it, you know, if I had thought of it, I can just imagine your face when you rock up to blairs room and open the door…” he stifled a another laugh, and gave a woeful sigh “..but alas, that idea is ruined…” he lamented, “.. though, I guess we could do it to someone else..” he added thoughtfully, that plotting part of his brain kicking into gear as a devious look found its way across his face. “.. oh man, your just making it worse you know..” he teased, laughing again, clapping a hand across his mouth in attempts to stifle it. He smiled at her hesitation, glad he was awake enough at this point to enjoy her embarrassment, he carefully raised a brow and watched her, fully her expecting her to snap back with some witty retort and insist that he sleep on the floor so she could hog his bed. He was hard put to contain his surprise when she climbed onto the bed beside him, then again, drunk kai was quite unpredictable. “ quite the opposite really..” he answered, offering her a bemused smile, most mornings he woke up and his blanket wasn’t even on the bed anymore. “ but if your worried, theres spare blankets in the cupboard....” he added, blinking excessively to stop himself from letting his eyes close. “ I am I kicker though, just warning you..” he joked, semi-seriously, “..dont remind me..” he mumbled, holding back a whine, he had not doubt she would find out though, and she was already convinced they had gotten back together on the sly. He shrugged,“..im sure she’d find a way to blame me regardless.” he added, yawning. “ doubt it..” he offered, mouth tipping, “ though I don’t know why she bothers anyways, you never seem to listen.. ” he teased, chuckling softly, letting his eyes drift closed. To her words he offered a sleepy smile, not bothering to open his eyes, “ no problem kiki… i’m sure you’d do the same for me… ” he mumbled, yawning, though he doubted there was going to be a time where he’d be showing up at her house, drunk and trying to climb through the window, even completely inebriated, he still managed to have enough common sense not to try climbing things, he was clumsy enough sober.

T A G G kiki // kaye <33
S T A T U S done
N O T E S i love them and hate them, mainly because they make me feel totally inadequate, mine is like half the length sorryyyyy -.-