Post by Sam-and-antha on Mar 14, 2010 17:45:32 GMT 10
Title: Drunk
Rating: PG
Length: 405
Competitor: Dom
Summary: Kel gets drunk
Kel was sitting at a long table. She held very still so she didn’t fall down. Her fingers were gripping the sides of the bench tightly. The world was spinning, or at least it was to Kel. She was trying to figure out why suddenly everything seemed wavy, like she was in water. There had been a couple of her friends with her tonight. She knew they had been celebrating something…about Dom… Oh. Yes that was right, Neal and some of the own and Merric…and she felt queasy. But for some reason every time she remembered Neal he was giver her a drink, and giggling. Wolset too. Maybe they had been telling her jokes. Maybe she was sick….She felt sick.
Suddenly there were hands removing hers from the bench. She mumbled something about falling down, and the person just laughed. A laugh she knew. Looking up wide eyed she found her self looking at Dom. Why had Dom been important tonight? She remembered something about him, and then all the drinks. Fruity and colorful… Then she leaned over and puked.
“I am going to kill Neal, and Wolset too…” she heard Dom mutter, He must have been mad about his shoes, they smelt bad. “Sorry” she said tiredly, “It smells, but I feel better.” Looking at him she was glad to see he didn’t look angry at her.
Dom looked at Kel. Neal and Wolset had come to the conclusion that it would be fun to get her drunk. The both of them however, had passed out long before Kel did. He had spotted her sitting on the bench looking as if she was holding on for life. So he went to help her. And now she had just puked on his feet. He was going to kill those two. Swiftly He picked her up into his arms. Caring her he walked to his room. The whole time she muttered about being dizzy and sick, eventually she buried her head in his shoulder and stopped talking.
Laying her down in his bed he pulled off her shoes. He eyes opened and he stopped moving. After a second she closed them again muttering something about him coming to bed. Smiling to himself she stripped down to his pants and crawled in next to her. She may not like it in the morning, but in her drunken state she latched herself to him holding his arm tightly.
Rating: PG
Length: 405
Competitor: Dom
Summary: Kel gets drunk
Kel was sitting at a long table. She held very still so she didn’t fall down. Her fingers were gripping the sides of the bench tightly. The world was spinning, or at least it was to Kel. She was trying to figure out why suddenly everything seemed wavy, like she was in water. There had been a couple of her friends with her tonight. She knew they had been celebrating something…about Dom… Oh. Yes that was right, Neal and some of the own and Merric…and she felt queasy. But for some reason every time she remembered Neal he was giver her a drink, and giggling. Wolset too. Maybe they had been telling her jokes. Maybe she was sick….She felt sick.
Suddenly there were hands removing hers from the bench. She mumbled something about falling down, and the person just laughed. A laugh she knew. Looking up wide eyed she found her self looking at Dom. Why had Dom been important tonight? She remembered something about him, and then all the drinks. Fruity and colorful… Then she leaned over and puked.
“I am going to kill Neal, and Wolset too…” she heard Dom mutter, He must have been mad about his shoes, they smelt bad. “Sorry” she said tiredly, “It smells, but I feel better.” Looking at him she was glad to see he didn’t look angry at her.
Dom looked at Kel. Neal and Wolset had come to the conclusion that it would be fun to get her drunk. The both of them however, had passed out long before Kel did. He had spotted her sitting on the bench looking as if she was holding on for life. So he went to help her. And now she had just puked on his feet. He was going to kill those two. Swiftly He picked her up into his arms. Caring her he walked to his room. The whole time she muttered about being dizzy and sick, eventually she buried her head in his shoulder and stopped talking.
Laying her down in his bed he pulled off her shoes. He eyes opened and he stopped moving. After a second she closed them again muttering something about him coming to bed. Smiling to himself she stripped down to his pants and crawled in next to her. She may not like it in the morning, but in her drunken state she latched herself to him holding his arm tightly.