Las Vegas, Baby

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Okay yayy :] just felt like saying because yeah. And danx, yo. That means a lot. You can thank Heather, she came up with it. I will only take credit in writing up some paragraphs and stuff.

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Aug 11, 2013 21:46:16 GMT -7 Leo said:

<sub>A chuckle vibrated through Louis's chest and he shook his head, before nodding to the bartender in a friendly manner. "No," Was his simple answer. He watched in awe as she easily downed the shots, and put on a lazy grin. Quickly, he caught up, and when he finished his first round, he felt a buzz coming on, and licked his lips, throat burning a bit. He hadn't drank like this in a while, but he knew he could hold a decent amount of alcohol. And if he did lose, he was only losing when he was properly hammered. "Let's get car parked," He muttered, his English slang coming out to play yet again. Preston kept a hard stare on Whitney, noticing the looks she gave the brunette and Georgia. Georgia, however, was quickly gulping down alcoholic drinks, every now and then whispering something to Pres, who would kink a single eyebrow and maybe roll her eyes.

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Britton grinned sloppily and leaned forward. "That so?" He seemed intrigued by her, light blue eyes gleaming.

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"No problem," Came Levi's casual reply. He watched her with a goofy grin, before wrapping an arm around her shoulders, seemingly not caring that he'd just met her or that they were utter complete opposites. "C'mon, let me buy you a few drinks," He offered, giddily leading her protectively through the band of people.</sub>

AMG SO SORRY BRITTON AND LEVI'S BE SHOORT

In an ordinary situation, Carter would have lashed out at his touch. She normally couldn't stand being around most people, let alone allowing them to get close enough to her to touch her. But this wasn't an ordinary situation for her, and the chemicals of the alcohol she'd already consumed had begun to affect her thought process and her actions. So instead of freaking out, Carter nodded sloppily, pausing to slide her frayed and faded jacket off, slipping the worn fabric beneath Levi's fingers and tossed it aside to reveal a much more Vegas-worthy tank top, her shoulders now bare and revealing. The female even went as far to lean into him, giggling and pressing closer when some of the dancers crept too close to her feet for her liking. "I want to dance," she slurred suddenly, feet tapping to the beat of the song as she moved along.

[Cloudy]

_{Taryn raised an eyebrow at Britton's antics. Instinctively, she would have leaned back away from him, but she stiffled that reaction as she knew it would only serve to make him scoot closer. "I'm an angel, I swear." The corner of her mouth twitched slightly, signaling a subtle smirk. She was again turned her body so that she was facing the ground, leaning back against the counter once more. Her arms rested against the bar lightly, hands hanging in the air. The petite young female was dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a some-what tight-fitting teal shirt, the odd-one out in the club. However, Taryn hadn't felt like dressing up all that much and so she hadn't.}

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<sub>"Have fun with that," Levi chuckled, loosening his grip so it was simply around her waist. His eyes scanned the bar and he grinned at Preston and Georgia, removing his grip and sitting beside them. Neither had a snarky comment to make, just watching Carter inquisitively before they returned to their conversation. Levi ordered a few shots to get him going, turning in his empty cup from before. He easily drank all the shots and then played with the little glasses, coughing into the back of his hand.

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"I don't need any convincing," Britton winked and then his blue eyes flitted over to the dance floor. He seemed intrigued, running a hand through his hair and eying the bodies with interest. He then glanced at Taryn, a daring smirk playing on his lips as he lifted a single brow.</sub>

Sorry I just woke up

OMG
MY CAT JUST BIT ME
THAT LITTLE

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_{Taryn followed his gaze, narrowing her stormy gray eyes fractionally. Oh, no. Dancing was not something she could do, no matter the amount of alcohol in her system. She had zero rhythm, and looked like a dying giraffe when she tried to dance. She gave Britton a pointed look, trying to convince him that she was definitely not a good dance partner.}

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Carter watched the activity at the bar behind windblown hair that had fallen in front of her face, her eyes gleaming a bit distrustfully. She inhaled, her breath smelling of alcohol. After a brief watchful moment, she sauntered up to the bar, seemingly calm when in reality her hands were clenched at her sides. She took a seat on one of the barstools next to Levi, eyeing his empty shot glasses briefly before she motioned to the bartender to bring her the same. Carter downed the alcohol quickly, her cheeks flushed with color. She swallowed hard afterwards, licking her lips though she cringed at the tartness.

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Whitney leaned against the bar, one elbow perched up against it, her chin resting in her palm as gazed back at him, that wild and dangerous smirk reappearing as she tipped her head. "I would love to." She said as she straightened up, her voice a lot louder than it normally would be because of the loud beat of the club. She turned on her heel and sauntered off towards the dance floor, turning once to glance back, eyes sparkling in the multi-colored lights. The air around them was thick with the smell of alcohol, and it was almost hard to breathe because of the stigma of grinding bodies and sweat.

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<sub>Britton stared her down a few seconds more, before sighing and leaning forward against the bar. His blue eyes eyed her, and he bit his bottom lip. "Fine, fine. I get it. But now I'm bored." He pouted.

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Levi eyed Carter inquisitively. "Do you drink a lot?" He suddenly asked, hands resting on his knees. His green gaze followed her movements as she downed the shots, his brows raised in interest. He hadn't really thought the poor or homeless the type to drink much, but then again, he didn't really take the time to get to know them. The few he'd come across had been pushy, needy, and a little rude to him when rejected.

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"Okay," Louis's blue eyes glittered in the lights as he followed her. His eyes never left her blonde head, keeping up so he didn't lose her in the bodies. When they approached the dance floor, he took a moment to listen to the music, before running a hand over his messy quiff and looking over at Whitney. In her heels, she was likely taller than him; he hit a total of approximately five feet and nine inches, to five feet and ten inches. Somewhere around there. His hair however, put two or three to his figure, making him seem perhaps a little taller if it was added to his height. Some people were more observant than that, however.</sub>

Sorry I'm on my iPod and don't really like roleplaying with this new format, it's crappy on Safari. My mom needs to get home so I can steal her iPad, heh.

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Oh I know. :/ Finally starting to get used to it, but I hate how on the mobile version you can't quick reply and still be able to see posts while you're typing. And I don't like the normal version any better; frankly I think it's worse. I wish we could have the v4 site backkk. Are you using the mobile version or regular? Mobile is a lot easier on iPod, that's what I usually use to roleplay because my iPad is dead and I never use the computer lol

Carter shook her head, setting down the final shot glass with a clink against the surface of the counter. "No," she said simply, not explaining nor elaborating. She actually was not fond of alcohol whatsoever; she was a year underage yet, not that anyone cared, really, but she found the taste too bitter for her liking. She drank it when she had to, when it was the only thing she could find, and that was that. Somehow she was able to slug down the shots, despite this, and a wild look began to creep onto her face. "Do you?"

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<sub>Taryn shrugged. "Being bored or broken feet? Personally I chose broken feet any day," she sang in a sing-song voice, tone dripping with sarcasm. With a sigh she hopped off the barstool and stretched, raising her arms over her head for a brief moment. She turned to give Britton a pointed look as if to say 'You coming?'

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