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May 12th, 2012
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"Have I not suffered enough?" Sasha pouted at Faith, following her around with his bunny ears. She totally owed him, this was just... martyrdom. At least twenty people had already teased him about his ears and the stupid cotton tail and every time he tried to take them off, he got a stern look.
"For the love of all things let us go home and watch a movie so I do not have to suffer the indignity of your public torture any further," he begged, taking Faith's hand in his and trying his best sad face (in stark comparison to the scowl he had been wearing all night).
"For the love of all things let us go home and watch a movie so I do not have to suffer the indignity of your public torture any further," he begged, taking Faith's hand in his and trying his best sad face (in stark comparison to the scowl he had been wearing all night).
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"You have never suffered enough" Faith laughed, straightening out Sasha's bunny ears with a slight smile. "Besides, we look cute. Don't you like looking cute?"
Faith rolled her eyes and patted his hand. "One drink. I haven't even had a fucking drink yet!"
Faith rolled her eyes and patted his hand. "One drink. I haven't even had a fucking drink yet!"
He sighed. "You can look cute whenever you want, in fact you are always cute. But I do not like looking cute. The others will try to pick a fight with me but I have promised not to fight tonight," he grimaced. "I need more vodka for this."
"Come. Let us make a very strong drink," he didn't care if he had to throw her over his shoulder and carry her out, kicking and screaming, he wasn't going to stay longer than that.
"Come. Let us make a very strong drink," he didn't care if he had to throw her over his shoulder and carry her out, kicking and screaming, he wasn't going to stay longer than that.
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Faith snorted. "If anyone picks a fight with you I'll kick their butts" she joked, dragging Sasha over to to some younger kids with a bottle of vodka almost as big as they were. "He wants that" she said to them, pointing at the bottle. One look at Sasha and they were handing it over, muttering. Faith poured them both probable quadruples and tossed the bottle back tot he kids.
"Bottoms up" she grinned, passing Sasha his cup.
"Bottoms up" she grinned, passing Sasha his cup.
Fuck he loved this girl, he couldn't have said it better when she commandeered the vodka from the younger kids and poured them drinks. He took the offered cup and drank from it, knowing full well that they would not be staying for one drink. "You are a goddess," he announced, looking over his cup.
"You still owe me though," he grinned.
"You still owe me though," he grinned.