The emo freaking roof, super duper late Tuesday

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

After being at Caritas and talking to Dick , Annette took herself and her two bottles of tequila straight to the roof. It didn't take her long to work her way through her first bottle and she slung it away carelessly as she planted her butt on the ground, center of the roof.

The second bottle was half gone before she realized it and she was still busily sipping from it, trying to focus on anything in front of her. She sat with her legs crossed and swayed back and forth. Sadly to no music. The next step was to just lay the crap down and deal with her spinning head while still trying to drink her tequila. She didn't notice when it spilled down her chin and neck.

She freaking didn't care about anything.

(it's a roof, so it's open.)

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[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Savannah had been looking for Annette ever since classes were over. She had been worried about her friend after what she heard on the radio.

She decided to check the roof as a last resort.

"Oh honey," she said softly when she saw Annette.

She made her way over and sat down next to her.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Ohhhhh honnnnnn," Annette couldn't speak very well and she certainly couldn't focus. She just waved her tequila bottle in the air like she just didn't care.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Savannah hugged her. "How much have you had to drink?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"T'is moooch," she said, swaying and leaning in against Savannah. She probably smelled awful. And she didn't indicate how much she had but there was an empty tequila bottle thrown over against the edge of the roof.

The current one in her hand found it's way to her mouth again though only half of what she swallowed actually made it down her throat.

Annette giggled and made a face.

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Savannah didn't care about the smell. "Come on, sweetie, we have to get you inside where you can be warm and safe."

She wasn't about to let Annette stay out here all night.

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"Nooooopers, I deserve to be here," she slurred. "Desrrrrv it kay. Just... who are youuuuuuu?"

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"You do not deserve to be out here," Savannah said quietly. "And it's me... Savannah."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Oooooooohhh I lufffff you, tooo." She reached over and tried to hug her, falling more like but keeping a death grip on her bottle.

"Breaaking up is hard to dooooooo," she sang. Very badly.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"And I adore you, too, sweetie," Savannah kept her from falling over completely. "Which is why I want you to come with me so I can make sure you're going to be okay."

She winced. "Oh, honey, he broke up with you? I'm so sorry."

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"Timorrow I think," then Annette started bawling. Loud, shoulder wracking sobs. "IhatoanIdidIknowAJansocausan...mrrrgg."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Savannah held onto her friend, stroking her hair. She was only able to make out a word or two, but that didn't matter. What did matter was that one of her closest friends was in pain.

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Annette sniffled and brought her bottle to her mouth again. Amazing how dry your mouth can get when you're drinking constantly. Funny thing that.

"Seep here kay? Hiding..."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"It's not a good place to sleep, Annette. You can come back to my room and sleep."

Johnny wouldn't mind... she didn't think. She could curl up with him in his bed and give Annette her bed.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"My own bed cause... no rrimate." But Annette didn't plan on leaving the roof. She couldn't even walk, or see very well for that matter.

"He uslly sleeps there."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"I want you to be safe, Annette. Staying out on the roof all night will make you sick."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She didn't care; she deserved to be sick.

"Icheeated." she mumbled.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Savannah did care.

"You made a mistake. That doesn't make you a bad person."

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Annette was nodding. "He didn't wan talk ta me... soory didn do it."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"Was he drinking, too?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She nodded, big nods, up and down, up and down. "C'ritas."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"Then that's why he didn't want to talk to you. No one wants to talk about serious stuff when they're drinking and might lash out with hurtful words and yelling."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Annette tried to understand that.

"Have cheated before?"

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Savannah shook her head. "Johnny is the first boyfriend I have ever had. However, I know people... and I know how they are when they're drinking."

Plus, friends with werewolves and a half-demon.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette's head hit her knees and she mumbled something or other about kissing A.J. and she wasn't drunk or drinking and she brought him to her room and she shoved him and kissed him and Dick was going to break up with her and he didn't want to talk and she was the biggest 'ho ever, "OMIGOD!"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack decided to get back up to the roof to admire the view.

When he arrived, it was a very different view that he saw.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Indeed it was. Annette was slinging her bottle left and right and trying to sing 99 bottles of beer. It just wasn't going so well for her.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"You look like you need some help," he said, squatting down next to her. "You're stuck on 86."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Eiiigt sex. Wow. Pretty dannngfard I think." She grinned and tried to focus on who was talking to her. "Who b-be you guy?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"The name's Jack Burton," he said, totally not blushing that she said 'sex' at all cuz he's manly. "And you look like you've had quite a night."

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"D'Inkr?" she held her nearly empty second bottle of tequila to him. "Is bestest in world Jerk Bert!"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"Sure, I'll take a drink," he said, taking the proffered bottle and a swig. And coughed. "What's in this?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Tequila!" She started laughing. She laughed so hard she fell back over onto the ground, holding her stomach with her arms.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"This is strong stuff!" he exclaimed. "How come you're drinking it?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

The laughing died, just like that. "Cause. It's strong." Duhhhhhh! "Mre an you'll feel reallllly gud."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

He takes another swig. "Wow. THis'll put hair on your chest," he managed. And took another swig. "So why are you up on the roof?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She snickered and narrowed her eyes at Jack, really just trying to focus clearly. "That's somekindahair Jark Barton." Snicker. Snicker. "It's emo ruff."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"What's this Emo Rough? New student here or somethin'?" he asked, taking another swig. And staring at his chest. It's a good chest.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Emu Riff? Haven't met hhim er her or whatcrapevahhh!" she giggled. "Ooohhh spinnnny!"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"No one told me there's an emu named Riff!" he said. "I woulda remembered that. It's an ostrich, right?" He starts blinking a lot.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"But not wif his head in dirt. B'inkin would hurt the sucker! Them stinkin' riffraff's!" She waved her hand for the bottle. "Mouth dryyy, Jark."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

He handed the bottle over. "You sure you're gonna be okay? You seem a bit..." he didn't want to say drunk because good girls didn't get drunk. "...tipsy?"

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She waved her hand with the bottle and snickered, bringing it to her cheek to take a drink. "S'me. I'm toally good to go. You?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"I'm.... fine. I think. Why am I so hot?" He was starting to get a bar tan.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette went to thrust the bottle against his chest. "More o'this and you won't be feelin' it. Uh-huhhhhhh."

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

He takes the bottle and takes a swig. And another. "Am I supposed to be dizzy like this? Feels like I'm unbalanced." He's concentrating.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She giggled. "Wheeeeee! Need ta hold my hand?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

He put his hand out. "If you can find it. This is wild!" He's swaying, trying to hold his head still.
.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

She narrowed her eyes and swung for his hand, grabbing it but she kept going, falling again. "You've never.... heeheehee... drank drunk before?"

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

"It's been a while," he blatantly lied. "Usually it's a couple-a beers."