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Post by zofia on Mar 20, 2011 1:47:28 GMT -5
Zofia had enjoyed her day, which was saying something, cause she had been a decently sad girl the last couple days. Well not sad, but not happy either, but now, all was well. Plus she met some very interesting people, especially one Jeff. He was definitely her type, which wasn't really saying anything, cause types and her didn't do well together. She just liked people for them, Mark was a jock and Andy a geek. So of course her dating life which only consisted of those two, and they were on opposite ends of the spectrum.
But she wasn't planning on dating Jeff, or anything, she had Andy, she just wanted a small party and to hangout. Of course he kept saying she was off-limits, but nothing was going to happen. Just a bunch of drinking until Zofia couldn't do anything. Though she had the feeling, she'd do something stupid, she always did when she was piss-ass drunk. So she made a mental not to stay as sober as she can, without being too sober.
She was still signed on to chat as she bantered for him to hurry up before she drunk everything. She sighed as she saw him and waved slightly, he was a lot cuter in person. She shook the thought out of her head, and looked at her booze, which was two full bottles of vodka, because well she had yet to open either of them. She didn't like partying alone, and well she hadn't met anyone until this moment in time.
She layed down, and stared at the lake wondering what was actually going to happen. She couldn't tell if she wanted something to happen or not. She was in-between both of those things and she let her eyes drift close for a second. Feeling better now that she knew Jeffree wasn't far from her, and she wasn't entirely alone anymore. She opened them when her phone beeped and he said he was here. She laughed, "Hey there lucky charm," she said sitting up slowly and pushed a bottle towards him. "One for you. One for me," she said opening hers and taking a swig. She sighed in blissful happiness, not knowing where the nickname came from. Maybe the whole charmer thing that led to that charm bracelet comment of hers. Oh well, where ever it came from, it was a good name.
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