WHO: Sasha and Gio WHAT: Tipsy adventures! At least...on her part WHERE: Somewhere outside? WHEN: Backdated to Saturday, Dec. 4th, Night RATING: PG-13 STATUS: Incomplete
That Saturday had started the same as any other Saturday for Sasha. She had track practice in the morning, getting her up and running in the brisk winter air. Then she had homework, which she tried to finish all on Saturday for the sake of her own sanity. Sasha went about things as she always would. Track went alright, though the cold temperature of the air had her relying on her inhaler a couple times before the practice was over. And then, when she got home, she finished up the of homework she'd been assigned. There had been a project tucked in, and because of that her work took her into the after noon. But after it was all finished, she was left sitting at her desk, drumming her pencil against the pages of her notebook with a finished diorama and a thoroughly bored expression on her face. Saturday was a day for fun! So what was she supposed to do in order to really occupy her time?
She bummed around the house, watching TV for a few hours and going on the computer. She even did some re-organizing in her closet and practiced her powers with paper clips and other small metal objects in her room. But after all that, she was still terribly bored. By the time the sun set and the day was moving into night, Sasha was basically itching to just get out and do something fun. Something...mischievous. There had to be something going on, after all. It was a Saturday night! So, before she could really think about what she was going to do, she was getting dressed in something cuter than the sweats she'd been hanging around in all day. She grabbed a coat and told her mom that she was going over to a friend's house for a little while to hang out. Of course, the younger Santa Cruz daughter didn't often get caught in her shenanigans, so her mother had no reason not to believe her.
Once out, she contemplated just what it was that she was going to do. She could drop in on some friends, of course, but that wasn't out of the box. So Sasha kind of wandered aimlessly...and that was how she came across some older boys. They looked like they were seniors, maybe older. And they were drinking. Her curiosity got the better of her, and it definitely didn't help that they were calling her over and talking about how pretty she was. They obviously thought that she was older than she was, and that didn't help her mischievous streak whatsoever.
Within about half an hour, she'd had close to half of a bottle of whatever it was the boys had been drinking. It sort of tasted like lemonade. They'd started heading off somewhere and Sasha was left to her wandering...though her gait was much more wobbly and she was giggling much more than she ever did naturally. The bottle was still dangling from her fingers as she started to twirl, eventually landing and sitting down under a nearby tree. Her phone lit up then, and she looked at the text. Nothing important. And then she started playing around with her phone...which led to her pressing the call button on a random contact. She held the phone up to her ear, hearing it ring and not able to stop the giggling.