Akuno Kikuya (offtherunway) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-02-06 22:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-07-03 |
What happens in Vegas sure as hell stays in Vegas
Who: Kikuya and Whisper
Where: Their suite at THEhotel in Las Vegas
When: 2am... 3am...? Dude, it's Vegas, who's keeping track?!
Warning: NSFW
The party was absolutely phenomenal. The Japanese model couldn't have asked for anything better. She got to see her family, chat it up with some of her biggest admires, and receive dozens upon dozens of presents from everyone. And of course the best one had to be from beloved Whisper. Kikuya couldn't wait to get back home to drive her sparkly new Aston Martin. She was going to be like James Bond with boobs in that fine ass machine.
Though until then, she was still in Las Vegas with Whisper until the afternoon, which meant they had all that time to burn. Sleep? Who the hell slept in this city? Kikuya had no idea what time it was and honestly, it didn't matter. Then again, she one too many Grey Goose drinks in her and was losing track of way more than time. With her heels in one hand and the other resting against Whisper for support, Kikuya couldn't help but giggle on their way down the hall to their private room.
"Whisperu-samaaaaa! You have-ah goodu time toniiiiiiiight? Yeeeeeees?" She smiled at the designer, still giggling as she stumbled over her feet before stabilizing herself. Damn floor had to be so tricky. She could walk in five inch stiletto heels but couldn't walk bare foot when drunk. Funny how that worked out.