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Post by jenny claude macdermott on Nov 4, 2012 8:20:00 GMT -5
COSTUME
Good party. Not good as in snort a line of blow off a stripper's ass, but still good in that it had booze and everyone was dressed as something. Jenny wasn't sure who had invited the cops, but they were kind of killing her ability to abuse both drugs and strippers. So, tired of swing dancing to modern pop music as a hamburger would, Jenny retired to a spot where the music was quieter, and had chairs, her third smoke of the night between her fingers, another in an endless sequence of drinks balanced on the arm of her chair. Again, just like a real hamburger. She was doing great at staying in character.
Unable to locate an ashtray, she tapped her ash into somebody else's abandoned drink when nobody was looking. She really didn't want to be smoking so much, it was expensive and she usually limited herself to two a day, but sorority girls stressed her out, and she needed something to calm her down before she flipped and killed everyone. She put her hands inside her hamburger and stretched her legs out, taking a few deep breaths and trying to stop the world from spinning.
It might have been surprising to other people, but Jenny didn't drink that much. She was more of a drugs person, but when she did drink, she drank a lot. And right now, she was totally impaired. Liquor never really affected her speech or her cutting sense of humor, but she always found her motor skills were hopelessly impaired. Now that she was at rest, it would probably be best to follow the laws of physics and remain at rest before she hurt herself, or someone else.
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Post by anthony cole beaumont on Nov 9, 2012 22:10:36 GMT -5
True, a hamburger wasn't the sexiest of costumes, but a hamburger pretty much without pants was, for some reason, high on Anthony's list of things that were sexy (having now seen one, that is). It took him awhile to actually notice her since there came an onslaught of half-naked women and when he finally did, she looked about ready to pass out. He was also pretty sure that cigarettes were not allowed inside the event, but that was less important.
As he made his way over, he realized that he recognized her. Sure, he didn't know her name, but that wasn't unusual. He put on his best I'm-sexy-and-gracious smile and walked over to her.
"Hey there," he said. "You look delicious."
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