|Paige Guthrie (under_my_skin) wrote in no_good_deed,|
@ 2010-12-26 22:37:00
|Entry tags:||complete, old pc: cannonball, old pc: colossus, old pc: husk|
Who: Pete, Sam and Paige
Getting Paige drunk. Celebrating Paige's birthday!
When: Tues, 12/28, evening.
Where: Somewhere in the middle of nowhere, Kentucky
NC-17 for graphic violence and nudity Dunno... probably PG-13?
It was funny how even the big milestone birthdays stopped feeling so big once they actually happened. It was Paige's 21st birthday, but she didn't feel much different than she had at 20. The same had happened when she'd turned 18. It was nice that people thought it was a big deal and all, but really... it wasn't. Sam and Pete were going to take her out to a bar, but she was more excited that she'd get to just hang out with them than she was that she'd get to throw back shots legally.
Not that she wasn't a little bit excited about that as well. It just wasn't the main source of excitement. Pete had come in the night before, and they'd spent most of Tuesday giving him the grand tour of the town. Generally, it wouldn't have taken very long but since it wasn't just Sam and Paige giving him the tour, it had taken hours. Lewis had to show off every spot where he'd found a lizard or snake that Momma wouldn't in a million years let him take home with him, and Maggie'd had to tell him about where all of her friends lived. Lizzie and Mel had spent the whole time trying to be as charming and witty as possible for Pete's sake, which had amused Paige to no end, and even Jeb'd had a couple of things that he thought Pete absolutely needed to see that Paige thought were completely irrelevant.
After dinner, Momma had given all three of them the obligatory lectures on how they were to behave maturely while out. When she'd switched to explaining to Sam and Pete that not everyone they'd encounter would be as gentlemanly as they were, Paige had excused herself to get ready. It had only taken her about fifteen minutes, even with Ann all but hanging off of her leg, and after passing Ann off to Joelle, she'd headed out to wait by the truck.