faye chamberlain is a wicked witch (howconvenient) wrote in portland_logs, @ 2014-09-20 18:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | adam conant, faye chamberlain |
Who: Faye & Adam
Where: The Underground
When: Thursday night
What: Faye and Adam get drunk
Status: On going
Warnings: Drunk Adam
Faye was determined. Oh, she was going to show Adam a good time and get his mind off of Satan's Angels. And okay, so maybe she didn't think that Diana was so bad. When it came to Diana, she was more freaking worried than anything else and she kept getting told that Diana could take care of herself, but it was more of pride thing with Faye. When Faye got to Portland, there was this whole stupid few weeks of saying nothing despite they were in the same house. Things were just weird and awkward and Faye hated Portland hardcore which meant she hated everything in it. Not only that but Diana took it upon herself to make that stupid wish that took away their powers. Like what right did she have to do that? Faye thought she was the most selfish person earth and that was saying something coming from Faye. Because Faye wasn't the type to really think everything through before acting out. She did what she wanted and either worried about it later or didn't. But she'd been doing a lot of worrying in Portland and most of it was over Diana freaking Meade. What the hell?
It didn't help that sometimes Faye would think about that night when they went dancing and drank and then there was that kiss. Usually Faye was a 'want it, take it' kind of girl, but she was so hesitant when it came to Diana because to Faye, Diana was this girl that used to want the good and the clean and now it was all so totally different that Faye still sometimes searched for that girl. But she was dead now, right? She realized who she was, ran off with Grant who was a freaking witch hunter and then came here. She knew Diana's life was messed up, but so was everyone else's. It wasn't always about her or her feelings or wants and needs, but it wasn't like Diana was asking for it to be all about her either. Sometimes it was just easier to blame instead of understand.
Which was why she hated Kol and she wanted to light his ass on fire and one day she would. But not tonight because tonight she was taking Adam out and they were getting drunk and he was going to go home with the bar slut and have a few minutes of glory. And it would continue like that. Every night until he was so removed from Diana and Cassie and then that's when Faye would find him a nice girl. It was obviously her job and mission at this point. Almost like a hobby. She knew she would enjoy this and what the hell, she was helping Adam out too. So far since he'd arrived they'd been getting closer and dare she say it, actual friends. Apparently she cared what he thought because the moment he teased her about stupid pancakes of all things, she went out and got her a job. But whatever, she had money now. She could go shopping.
And buy her own damn pancakes.
Now she just had to make Jake get a job. Because the thought of them going out and her paying just pissed her off, but she knew he was trying. Which she guessed was more than she could possibly ask for considering the way he treated her before. She knew she should be careful, and she was, but ... she missed him. She rarely talked about it. She didn't want to talk bout it. It was just how it was and whatever happened, happened, but he seemed to want to try and that's what mattered. She took it for now until he got scared little boy syndrome and drove her away. It was inevitable and they would be back full circle again and going for another round.
"Are you ready yet?" She raised her eyebrow, arms crossed as she leaned against the doorframe, looking at him from outside of his room. He seemed pretty interested and Faye just smirked as he got up. They were going to The Underground. So what if it was the place that her and Diana had their fun that night, tonight she'd make completely different memories with Adam and hopefully in the morning he'd thank her because she was going to stop until he took a girl home.
Jesus, he needed it.