McLoughlin. (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} shutuporputup) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} inshadowfalls,@ 2012-04-04 00:19:00 |
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Where: Old abandoned house.
When: 4/3, late.
What: Drinking, cussing, shenanigans.
Status/Rating: Incomplete/R to be safe (cussing, drinking, etc.)
Fuck it. That was exactly what she was thinking, feeling, expressing. Connolly even had to admit she might have gone too far on this one, but once her anger was sparked, there was no way of shutting the girl up. If she couldn't fight with her fists, she'd fight with her mouth which often landed her in more trouble than her own hands. She was tired of their rules and being talked down to from those who were once human. Like they were any better? Maybe they were, but it wasn't within Connolly just sit there and take all their shit, abide by their rules, and not say or do a fucking thing about it.
So fuck it.
If she was to be punished, she'd rather be out doing something she wanted to do than sit and wait for it. Meeting up with a boy she hadn't met before to drink and cause trouble. Why the hell not?
Throwing on her leather jacket over her wife beater, Connolly left the apartment quietly, as to not wake up Petro, Mika, or Keita. If anything was going to happen, she'd rather it be as far away from them as possible. She had, in hand, a six pack of beer with a flask of vodka in one pocket and a flask of Jack in the other. Connolly came prepared as drinking was something she took seriously as a Conner. Connolly quickened the pace of her walk to get to the abandoned house that Storm had mentioned.
For all she knew, Storm could have been a vampire, but that was the risk wasn't it? He didn't talk like one and he seemed close in age. She'd find out soon enough anyways.
The sound of burnt wood under Connolly's black boots echoed the empty rooms of the abandoned building. It was truly a disaster but Connolly didn't mind. It was perfect for drinking.
Setting down the beers, she brushed her hair behind her ears and took out the flask of Jack. Connolly was impatient and in desperate need of a drink.