Gods tended to reflect the people who believed in them and who believed in MySpace? Teenagers. So MySpace did what the crowd did, even if she didn't have to. Besides, it made her feel good and she did love stuff that made her feel good. Something sweet and loaded? That meant an ice tea that took a drive through Long Island.
Good thing she brought some hard alcohol, too.
MySpace mixed the rum, vodka, triple sec, gin, tequila, sweet and sour mix (what made it taste so delicious and drowned out the alcohol) and soda with ease. It was a delicious and popular drink, probably because it was so sweet and loaded, so hopefully Rave would like it.
She padded over to the bathroom and started stripping off her clothes without shutting the door. They were both girls, weren't they? No big deal. The pajamas were very comfortable if a tiny bit short, showing off her various tattoos and piercings, but overall a good fit. "Thank you, they fit great~" MySpace practically danced over to Rave. "Your drink is waiting you!"