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Joelle Jefferson ([info]messmagnet) wrote in [info]thelast3years,
@ 2009-02-07 10:59:00

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Entry tags:adelaide, dori, joelle, unfinished

Who: Joelle Jefferson, an NPC college student, Adelaide Sullivan, and Dori van de Graaff?
What: Joelle's getting brave, drink in hand...
When: Saturday night
Where: NYC, the club
Rating: PG - I think? It might get more
Status: Thread//Incomplete
Note: If you want to see this go down, just shoot me an email or an IM. There are a few people who are definitely going to catch sight of it, but probably not everyone. Also, if Dori and Addi want to step in and pull Joelle's drunk behind back to the hotel, that's fine. I'd love to thread it out. If not, we can just say that's what happened.

Joelle was having one of the best nights she could remember. She'd managed to pack an adorable, easy to manage (and dance in) outfit, and more importantly, she'd managed to make it into the club with the big group of people from the school. It was her first time in the Big Apple and she found herself becoming more and more engulfed in a deep love for the city.

It seemed to be a trend, having first moments that weekend. First time in the big city, first time at a club, first time she'd really let go and had a drink. Yeah, she was allowed a glass of wine at Thanksgiving and Christmas dinner, but she was the good kid. She never went to the parties with her school mates back in Missouri, she was always in charge of keeping everyone safe and thinking smartly about things. But now that she was there and living in the moment, watching all the chaos on the dance floor and the couples dancing closely, watching the sweat trickle down their necks and arms before dropping silently to the floor, Joelle was feeling rebellious and adventurous. Not at all like her normal self.

It only took two margaritas from the cute boy standing next to the bar and a strawberry daiquiri provided by Dori's fake ID to get her rightly sloshed. The screwdriver was what set her over the edge, and while she wasn't completely stumbling around and bumping into people, she was having a hard time keeping herself from swaying and going to find a couch so she could pass out.

That's when Kelly came over. A junior at NYU, she was at the club to celebrate her 21st birthday. She'd grown up in California and just seemed so bright and bubbly and cheerful and blonde. Her hair was stick straight with a thick bang, almost as if Lady GaGa were her fashion idol. The alcohol in Joelle's system was not helping her much, but she had this strong urge to just touch it, to reach her hand out and slowly run her fingers through what could only be the softest hair known to man. And while she thought it was just a fleeting idea, she found herself doing just that only moments later as if her brain were moving slower than the rest of her body. Joelle's age was never spoken, all she said was that she was a sophomore dance major, and Kelly just went with it no questions asked. The music was playing loud and the two girls had to stand close just to hear each other's words. Joelle could feel a warm blush creep into her cheeks at the feeling of her hot breath so close to her ear and temple. She numbly nodded and smiled at whatever she was rambling on about before turning her head just enough to catch the other girl's lips on her own. It was about as cliche as a Katy Perry song, but totally worth it. She could feel butterflies building up in her stomach as her fingers gave in even more to the urge to just feel her hair around them and her lungs gave in to the need to breath in deeply and smell the strong scent of her perfume and just live in the moment. A tiny, insignificant moment in time where it felt like everything around them was standing completely still as they became more and more wrapped up in each other and the way everything felt, and how everything was panning out.

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[info]justsomedoll
2009-02-07 04:48 pm UTC (link)
It had been a while since she'd been out, really out, and New York was a great place to pick it back up. Getting into the club had been easy, the bouncers had been more interested in the group of pretty girls than thoroughly checking the IDs that they had. And once they were in, things were cake. There was no shortage of college students to buy drinks, no shortage of quality music to dance to. Adelaide wasn't getting drunk, she'd stuck with a couple of mixed drinks between bottles of water. She was there for the dancing, for the feel of hands on her hips and the dizzy pleasure of being pressed close in the heat.

Club-dancing was intimate, but harmless. Erotic without being sexual. It left her breathless and reeling, and she loved every second. Addi waited until she was overheated, until her cheeks were flushed and her shoulders were sheened with sweat, before she left the dance floor. And she'd meant to just go and get another bottle of water, to chill for a minute before she re-joined most of the H-W group on the floor. Some of them she'd kept half-an-eye on all night: Jenna, Michael, Joelle. These were the sophomores she'd agreed to bring along, she felt responsible for them, a little. It was easy enough to pick out Jenna and Michael, they were okay.

But Joelle? Addi had a harder time finding her, and when she did her eyes flew wide. She retreated long enough to find Dori - trustworthy to help in this sort of situation, as in all others - and get her attention before making her way back. "Jo! Hey, come on honey, come back and dance with me..." Jeez, being the girl who interrupted making out was never fun. But in this case? Completely necessary.

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[info]dorianne
2009-02-07 06:45 pm UTC (link)
At the same time that Addi had spotted Joelle, Dori had seen her from the opposite direction. She was returning from flirting with the bartender, who seemed aware that the people she was buying drinks for throughout the night were under twenty-one but enjoyed her very visible cleavage--which she always emphasized by leaning onto the bar as if she were fascinated by everything he was saying--enough to let things slide, as long as she told the right lies about why she was back so soon. Bless easy boys, really.

Of course, it would have been even better if they had found out where Scott Alan was a bartender and stalked--no, happened upon--him there, but who was to say he'd be working anyway?

But then she spotted Joelle making out with the blonde, and her jaw nearly dropped. Now that was unexpected, controlled Joelle with her tongue down a girl's throat! For a moment, she was filled with jealousy, that it was so easy for Joelle, that she could let something like that happen, whether it was out of curiosity or interest. I haven't kissed a girl in almost three years. I miss kissing someone I really care about. I miss-- She cut herself off, sucking in a breath. No way, pine later, keep her shit together now. Let that mask slip back into place and let no one see, not that they would have seen a change in her expression even if they'd been watching. She gripped her Kir Royal and the beer she'd been bringing back for someone else as she saw Addi wave her over and made a beeline for Joelle and Addi, weaving through the crowd.

"Hey girlies, there you are!" she quipped cheerfully, giving Addi pointed wide eyes. "I've been looking for you!"

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[info]messmagnet
2009-02-07 07:06 pm UTC (link)
In her state of inebriation, Joelle would have thoroughly disagreed with pulling her away from the blonde being completely necessary. Why should she stop something if she was enjoying herself? She wasn't embarrassed about what happened (although the fact that it happened because she was drinking might embarrass her in the morning...but not enough for her to wish it'd never happened at all), and frankly she wanted it to continue. But Addi had grabbed her and pulled her away before she could really protest to it and merely turned around to wave goodbye to the girl just in time to catch her moving on to chat with some guy. Hrm.

Joelle's head snapped back around when she heard Dori's voice and she smiled brightly at her. "Hiiii, Dori," she said happily, doing the best she could to focus her eyes on her. Had Addi said something about dancing? Were they going to dance or just stand there chatting. She pouted slightly as she looked between them, unaware of the non-verbal conversation the two were having.

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[info]dorianne
2009-02-07 07:21 pm UTC (link)
Dori didn't bother to stop and consider why it was okay for her to make out with strangers but not for Joelle to. She was mildly slutty for a purpose, and she'd always been, ahem, a bit ahead of the curve anyway. But Joelle was an innocent, young and sweet. And controlled. And if they were going to take sophomores out and get them drunk, the least they could do was make sure they didn't make rookie drunk mistakes like going home with strangers. No, we all have to get back to the hotel tonight, period. And not sit around being jealous of fifteen-year-olds who get to let loose. And not be freaked out that that could have been me a few drinks from now. Not that Dori ever let herself drink enough for that to happen, but... Eek.

"Hey sweetie pie," she said out loud, giving Joelle a warm smile and then glancing at Addi in concern again. Maybe dancing wasn't the best idea. In all likelihood, it wasn't like Joelle would get gropey with them, but that aside, she was clearly a bit drunk and looked like she might tip over soon. But maybe dancing would help her sweat it out... "C'mon, we missed you, come with us," she urged. Whether they headed for the dance floor or the door, it was the first step.

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[info]justsomedoll
2009-02-07 07:30 pm UTC (link)
Dancing was certainly not the best idea - but it had sounded so much more polite than 'hey, quit necking with that girl!' Once Addi had an arm looped around Joelle's waist, though, it was easy to steer her - and Dori - toward the door instead of the dance floor. "Hey, you know what? These heels are killing my feet. I was thinking about just catching a cab back to the hotel..."

Of course, that meant leaving Michael and Jenna... but Matt was there, and he hadn't been drinking, and she knew he'd keep an eye on everyone else. No one would stray too far, everyone would end up back at the hotel. But maybe it was a good idea to get the obviously-drunk Joelle away from temptation before she did something (else) that would embarrass her in the morning? Adelaide leaned back a little to catch Dori's eyes without doing so right in front of Jo... but really, would she have noticed? Her brows lowered a little, concerned.

"What do you think, Dor? Let the boys know we'll see them back at the hotel...?"

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[info]dorianne
2009-02-07 07:34 pm UTC (link)
"We'll text Matt from the cab," Dori answered immediately, meeting Addi's eyes behind Jo's back as she slipped her arm around Joelle from the other side to give her no choice but to come with them. "That's such a good idea! I always forget how killer New York is on the feet, and I've been going nonstop since breakfast," she added, setting the drinks in her hand down along the way and chattering away normally. As if Joelle was going to notice a difference.

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[info]messmagnet
2009-02-07 07:46 pm UTC (link)
Joelle frowned to herself as she felt herself being corralled towards the door. "You...could have worn flats, Addi! I like flats," she said, almost to herself as she looked down at the orange ballet flats she had on her feet and oops! She felt herself falling forward into a stumble. She quickly pulled her head back up, but not before her hand grabbed onto Dori's shoulder to steady herself.

"Do we have to go back so soon?" she said, pouting at Dori. Surely the two of them weren't ready to leave yet. "I mean, it's not even that late and you probably want to stay and I'll be good, I promise! You could borrow my shoes, Addi! And I can sit and wear your heels and everything will be gooooood." She could just sit down in a corner and let them have more fun and not ruin things for them.

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[info]justsomedoll
2009-02-07 07:55 pm UTC (link)
Flats? For a second, Addi just blinked at that. She never wore flats. It was part of being a little on the short side - heels more or less made the whole world go 'round. The idea that she'd wear Joelle's flats was no less disturbing. One, they probably wouldn't fit right. Two, they would clash so horribly with her outfit that she'd never be able to show her face in New York ever again, and... right, Jo was drunk. She couldn't help the crazy talk.

And it wasn't the right time at all to point out that she danced for several hours a week in heels like these, when she was working on her modern routines. Between her and Dori and their supportive (and restrictive) arms around Joelle's waist, they kept her on her feet. Thank God. "I probably should have worn flats," she lied sweetly. "And it is kind of late, Jo - everyone else will be back soon. You can come and relax with me and Dor until then. We can order room service. And coffee. Lots of coffee."

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[info]dorianne
2009-02-07 08:04 pm UTC (link)
Dori forced herself not to startle as Joelle grabbed onto her. Do not act jumpy, she told herself forcefully. She clearly isn't about to grab you and make out with you and even if she did, it would be easy to write off, since she's... more than a little gone.

She nodded in agreement with Addi while trying not to think about the horror of flats. She owned exactly one pair and had never worn them. No, just no. Flats were not glam, and they definitely didn't evoke a starlet image. No. "I'm really exhausted," she told Joelle pathetically. "Really, I took that dance class this morning and then rushed an afternoon show, which meant standing around outside for a good long time, and then there was dinner and Pal Joey, and after both shows, I stagedoored so I could meet Kristin Chenoweth and Stockard Channing. I'm just beat, I could handle crashing. And yummy food and coffee. Please keep us company?" she begged, giving Joelle wide doe-eyes.

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[info]messmagnet
2009-02-07 08:13 pm UTC (link)
But flats were so practical! And she spent enough time on releve and pointe during dance classes that wearing flats was actually a comfort thing for Joelle. She owned a few pairs of heels but really. She knew she wouldn't do dance forever and that having working ankles would be helpful in the long run. Dancing was certainly not helping that cause, but heels would just add to the risk for injury.

Joelle let out a rather dramatic sigh. "Oh, fine. But only because I like you," she said, trying her best to not let her words slur. And she didn't mean it like that, for the record. Though maybe...no. This was Dori. Dori wasn't like that at all.

Maybe coffee and food wasn't such a bad idea. And she really wouldn't mind sleep right about now.

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[info]justsomedoll
2009-02-07 08:23 pm UTC (link)
Addi swallowed her sigh of relief. Could she and Dori have closed the club? Probably, but they both would have suffered for it in the morning. Besides, it seemed so much nicer to take Joelle back with them. They were the ones who had decided to hit the town, right? And they'd agreed to take the sophomores with them. And it would have been irresponsible to trust Jo to sit quietly on her own while the rest of the club went on around her.

"You're a gem, Joelle," she crooned, pausing long enough to retrieve their checked coats - and help Jo into hers - before they made their way out onto the street. Hailing a taxi was relatively easy. The club was popular, the cabs knew the fares would be there... and they were attractive young women. They probably could have gotten a lot of rides home, easy.

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[info]dorianne
2009-02-07 09:47 pm UTC (link)
Dori gave the driver the intersection for their hotel and then sank into the backseat of the cab, tightening the sash of her herringbone trenchcoat and then pulling her phone out of her clutch to text Matt. She had been looking forward to dancing for hours, yes, but there would be other nights for dancing. Plus, now she was fighting off a slightly melancholy mood anyway. Maybe she'd go track down Brie later and see if she could borrow her guitar and play for a little while, once Jo and Addi were asleep. Maybe.

"You know, now that I think about it?" she told them airily, shifting slightly as she put her phone away. "Going back to the hotel is such a smart choice. I mean, tomorrow morning I have to belt my head off for an important industry person, I would have totally regretted staying any longer. Plus, I'm starving. Aren't you, Joelle?" Please don't crash and fall asleep before we get back to the hotel, mmm?

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[info]messmagnet
2009-02-07 10:16 pm UTC (link)
Joelle's eyes were already fluttering shut as she listened to the other girls talk about the great decision they had just made. She didn't feel tired when she was back with the girl--wait, what was her name again? Oh well, it didn't matter. She wasn't tired then, but she was now. "Food is yummy," she sung back, letting her head droop onto Dori's shoulder. She would be completely content to just fall asleep like that, to let her breathing slow and let everything become peaceful.

"Can we get buffalo wings?" she murmured, breathing in deeply. "Those are really really really yummy. Even though I don't think buffaloes have wings. Do they? Or--or do they just hide them?"

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[info]dorianne
2009-02-07 10:31 pm UTC (link)
Dori's toes curled in her shoes. Chill the fuck out, she commanded herself, using language she never used out loud other than when she was trying to keep from strangling Rivka Rosenblum with her bare hands. She's not doing anything, and Addi certainly isn't going to go, 'oh look, Joelle is cuddling with Dori after kissing a girl; they're clearly lovers.' She refrained from rolling her eyes at herself in disgust. Some actress you are. Just get in character! You may not be letting it show, but you have to get it out of your head all together!

"No, hon, I don't think they do," she answered indulgently, patting Joelle's knee. "But maybe tomorrow you can try to find out. I was thinking something more like scrambled eggs and toast, myself. Faboo drinking food."

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[info]justsomedoll
2009-02-07 11:46 pm UTC (link)
For her part, Addi just rolled her eyes fondly and settled an arm around Joelle's waist again. She could see the cabbie's amused eye's in the rear-view, watching the girls with their drunk friend. Hey, it could be worse, right? They could have all been obnoxious and sloshed. Or Leo could have been with them, and he'd have been forced to watch the girls fawning indulgently over him. Really, when a boy was as pretty as all that, what else could they do?

"Dor's right, eggs and toast would be so much better. We'll see what the kitchen's willing to kick out for us at 3 AM, though - if they'll give us buffalo wings, you can have them. You just gotta keep your eyes open until we get back to the hotel, yeah? Then you can curl up on my bed and sleep if you want to." She could always get one of the boys to carry Joelle back to her proper room, if need be. That's what they were for, right?

Well. One of the things they were for.

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[info]dorianne
2009-02-08 05:49 pm UTC (link)
"And water, lots of water," Dori supplied, patting Joelle's knee again. "Maybe a shower wouldn't hurt either," she added thoughtfully. Showers always made her feel more clear-headed when she drank just a little too much. Then again, would Joelle even be up for that? Well, they'd see.

Either way, at least Joelle didn't wind up going home with the girl or anything like that, she considered as the cabbie pulled up to the hotel and she leaned over to pay the fare and tip in cash, thanking him before they climbed out, supporting Joelle as they guided her out.

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[info]messmagnet
2009-02-09 07:20 pm UTC (link)
"Water...and scrambled eggs?" she asked curiously, forcing her eyes back open to look at Dori next to her. "I don't think I could stay awake for a shower," she said slowly, trying to support some of her own weight but not doing a terribly great job at it.

Did Joelle have enough sense to not do something like that at the moment? Probably not. But...if she'd gone that route, she knew she would not be a happy camper in the morning. And for that, she was grateful for Addi and Dori's help...well, at least she'd be grateful for it in the morning.

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[info]dorianne
2009-02-14 07:14 pm UTC (link)
"That's okay," Dori answered, sliding her arm around Joelle's waist again as they made their way inside and toward the elevator. "You're not a singer, showering can wait. Scrambled eggs, buffalo wings, and lots of water and coffee will be just fine."

And they'd deal with hangover issues in the morning, if she was up before Dori had to be at the workshop, although at least Addi would still be around in the morning.

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