Blue Ridge School of Witchcraft and Wizardry


April 4th, 2012

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From:[info]thedirtysouth
Date: April 4th, 2012 05:06 pm (UTC)

Mack/Hunter

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If she could have her way, she would have spent the evening at home with her soon to be wolf girlfriend. Not that Mack couldn't bare to be separated from Tatum, but she was worried about the mental state of the younger girl. This would be the first time that she changed and Mackenzie knew it was causing her a mountain of anxiety. The older girl had just wanted to go with her to provide some sort of familiar comfort. Hunter it seemed, had different plans, and suddenly Mack found herself being dragged out of the apartment by not only her tall friend but her sister and Sera as well. It had been a long week of being denied a lot of things and Mack just didn't have it in her to fight it any longer. That was probably why she now found herself being dragged through the packed club towards the bar by Hunter.

"Whatever ass face," Mack grumbled back at her friend, sulking behind her aviators. She had punched Hunter several other times during the week and resisted the urge now. That was progress, right? At least this time she would have had a reason to hit her instead of just taking out her frustration on her. "Just get me damn drink."
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From:[info]texasranger
Date: April 5th, 2012 07:25 am (UTC)

Mack/Hunter

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"Listen bitch, gimme gimme never gets!" Hunter growled back, her eyes narrowing slightly at the other blonde as they finally reached the bar. She ordered up a few shots for them, and a Jager bomb for the birthday girl, before handing everything out. She made sure that Mack held a shotglass in each hand, before she reached out and pulled the sunglasses off of her best friend's eyes.

"Yer inside, take that shit off, an' drink up! C'mon! It ain't free!" She informed her, tipping her glass very shortly in a sort of salute or toast of some kind, before draining it. "It's your birthday," Hunter added, already helping herself to a second whiskey shot. No chasers for her.

"Or it was.. on Tuesday. But this is damn close enough!"
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From:[info]thedirtysouth
Date: April 9th, 2012 04:10 pm (UTC)

Mack/Hunter

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She glowered back at Hunter but waited patiently as the taller blonde ordered their drinks at the bar. Mack was happy to be handed several shots, and she downed one of the before picking up her Jager bomb. She was just about to drop her shot glass into the awaiting Red Bull when Hunter deftly swooped her glasses off her face.

"What the fuck?" she sputtered at Hunter as she was suddenly assaulted by the lights from the club at their full brightness. She grumbled angrily to herself as she downed her Jager bomb and then instantly grabbed another shot, downing that was well. "I don't know why you insisted on dragging me out tonight, it's a school night."

She didn't wish to admit the real reason for not wanting to be out tonight was of Tatum. The redhead had insisted that she would be fine however, had even told her that it was good to go out with her friends. She supposed that the younger girl was right. Sam had reassured her again and again that both him and his father would look out for Tatum. As much as Mackenzie hated to admit it, there really wasn't anything she could do to help.

"Yeah...I suppose it is," she admitted after a few moments of moody silence. "What the hell are we going to do next year for our twenty-first's if you're already getting me pissed at a bar this year?" She grinned weakly at Hunter, and grabbed another shot. "We should see if we can get Sera do let us do body shots off of her."

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