Lourdes Backer (goth_barbie) wrote in noir_mystere, @ 2013-03-07 20:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, detroit salem, lourdes backer, trevor landon |
THREAD
Who: Lourdes and Detroit (With Trevor at the end)
Where: A Goth club in Halifax
When: Late night on March 7th
What: They need a good party and they might get a little carried away
Rating: Ummm lets go with PG-13 simply due to their language and bad behavior
Lourdes's modes were all over the place of late. She had gotten used to her bitchy sarcastic mood over the last couple years but this was weird. She could be in her normal mood and then suddenly be in a great mood (She refused to acknowledge the fact that those great moods were normally when she was around him) and then she would be in a bloody terrible mood. She wouldn't admit that those terrible moods had been really just her insecurities and fear taking over. Just like she refused to admit that she and Trevor were spending more and more time together while not having sex. Before she could play it all off as nothing more than that but now they actually did stuff. The other night they watched a movie together but they had to start it over after they managed to get into a popcorn fight and missed half the beginning. By the end of the movie she had been curled up in his arms with her head on his chest, nearly asleep. She was just awake enough to remember him carrying her to bed. He stayed the night with her, the first time they had slept a night together without having sex. It was strange to Lourdes and she didn't know how to respond. That's probably how she had ended up here, half trashed at a club in Halifax with Detroit Salem.
It hadn't been what she had planned to do but the whim had taken over them at lunch and neither girl stopped to think about it. They had gotten up from their table, changed out of their uniforms and left. Lourdes dressed in her typical style which was rather apparent for the golf club they were headed towards. She even took the step to leave her phone on her bed in her room. She didn't want to be bothered.
She and Dee had already been at the club for three hours. Not that Lourdes would have been able to tell you that. She had already had so much to drink and so much to smoke she couldn't tell you which way was up. She laughed loudly as she stepped away from one of the many boys that had been buying her drinks. She walked away from him to find Dee, which she did surprisingly quickly.
"Bitch, come dance with me!" she shouted over the music as she grabbed her friend's arm.