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Post by amanda katrina tumlin on Feb 23, 2013 13:35:43 GMT -5
amanda tumlin had been talking to damien because she had alcohol and was trying to get some entertainment out of him because he was the most entertaining being she knew. she marked that thought as the alcohol speaking, even though she had yet to drink any. but to her it was the alcohol. she refused to admit to herself or to anyone that she liked damien when sober. or even liked him at all in a way that wasn't drunk and sexual. people saw it though, how could the not? it was almost like the playground once again. girls beating up on guys they liked. that's what amanda was doing when sober. bullying damien in a sense because she liked him. she swore up and down he was just a dummy in a cute disguise and there was nothing likable about the black haired, blue eyed boy. nothing special and nothing that caused her insides to twist and her heart to beat faster. nothing at all.
however, she wanted a good time and she knew he was the best god damn time she could have and one of the few people she trusted when getting plastered. she became overly sexual and she didn't really like to think she was having sex with some stranger and someone who she didn't trust. the only bad thing about sleeping with damien. was the not remembering part. a big part of her wanted to remember this and maybe this time she could? maybe she could get herself to remember. and the blonde had an idea that yelled in her head for it to be done! she poured out half the bottle as she walked to the entrance to the roof before closing the bottle and start to kind of wobble like she was drunk. she was going to pretend to be drunk. to remember this time.
she refused to have him know that she wanted to remember the time she spent with him in this situation.she wanted him to think everything was the same but to her it was different. this was different. she stumbled up the stairs on purpose in case he came up behind her or was already up there as she opened the door and almost fell. she had a full bottle and a half but she'd tell him she had a whole thing before leaving here. she'd take a few sips to make it look like she was being normal but for the most part. this was going to be sober amanda. a part of her was afraid but she didn't see him and she just kind of sat down because she wasn't positive how long she could stumble and be fake drunk.
tagged: krista and the damien
word count: 455
outfit: coming soon
notes: done (: and its not gonna be pretty. d: i dont have time
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Post by damien alexander michaels on Feb 26, 2013 18:22:19 GMT -5
Damien had always loved getting under Amanda's skin, for as long as he had known her. He wouldn't lie, he liked her. there was something about the sarcastic, bitchy blonde that always brought him back to her. Usually, he wouldn't think twice about going to some girl and having a one night stand. It was something that he actually did often with Amanda, but she was always wasted as fuck and she never remembered it the next day. In the beginning, he really didn't care about it, but now.. he always had that guilty feeling in the pit of his stomach, because really.. he was taking advantage of her drunken stage. But he always reminded himself that she was the one that always came to him.
Just like this time, she was on the rooftops with some alcohol, asking for some entertainment from him. He wasn't one to say no, because he wanted this as well. So he got up from his bed and ran his hand through his already messy hair, just messing it up even more. But hey, that was his look and he liked it. He grabbed his phone off of his bed, slipped on his shoes, and he was off to the rooftops. He walked up the familiar steps, and opened the door. The chilly Georgia air nipped at his skin, but he didn't mind it. Once his eyes set onto the blonde girl that we was all too familiar with, a smirk made his way to his lips and he made his way over to her.
He sat down, his back leaning against the cement wall behind him, he looked up at Amanda for a moment, not saying anything at the moment. Finally, a small, cheesy grin came to his lips as he stared up at her, "Well, hello there," he said, wiggling his eyebrows just a little to be funny.
word count: 318
tag: gabby with amanda
outfit: coming soon
notes: too lazy to make this pretty.
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