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Post by jason adam levito on May 27, 2009 12:15:17 GMT -4
On the five o’clock news you often hear about what a drug addict has done lately. Many times the person watching the television will laugh about it, other times it winds up being quite tragic. Jason Levito never watched the five o’clock news because truth be told he rarely had enough time to watch the television at all. Nor did he care about what the hell was going on in the messed up world that he was living in, or half living in. The idea of getting together, drinking and getting fucked up with a few good friends was very appealing to the singer and which lead to him driving to Madden Greyson’s house at that very moment. Jason Levito was very much a functional junkie; he could be higher than the stratosphere and still have control over himself, when he wanted to at least. He could drive a car and not look suspicious, he could go to court and unless a person stared into his eyes from inches away he could pass as being alright.
As his car was stopped at a red light Jason reached for his cigarettes, pulling one out and placing it between his lips. His lighter in his other hand he cupped the flame and lit the cigarette. Taking a drag of it and leaning his hand out the window he sighed, waiting for the light to turn green again. He was listening to the radio and when a song that he liked came on he decided to roll down his windows and turn the music up as loud as his speakers could go. He didn’t even bother to turn the music down when he got into Madden’s neighborhood. What did Jason Levito care if people thought he was obnoxious?
Jason parked his car on the side of the road in front of Madden’s house and got out, locking the car and taking the final drag of his cigarette as he started towards the driveway. Flicking the cancer stick away from him and into the grass without even putting the flame out, Jason at least figured that the ember would burn itself out. He didn’t think about the possibility that it could catch the grass on fire resulting in a house on fire. Jason walked up to the front door and started to bang on it, not knock, literally banging his fists on the door. “Hurry up already!” Jason yelled to the man that was surely on the other side of the door. The singer waited a few seconds before he assaulted the doorbell. The thing probably rang at least 27 times before Jason went back to banging the door. Sighing Jason looked at the window next to the door and then back to the front door.
With a single movement there was a crack in the glass on the door and a stupid smirk on Jason’s face. With that same movement the already unlocked door was pushed open. “Oh, the door’s open.” Jason said with an added shrug. He walked into Madden’s house and headed straight for the kitchen, announcing his presence inside the house with a loud. “Hey!” The raven haired man grabbed the neck of a beer bottle and took the cap off of it, bringing the drink to his lips. “Sorry about the door.” Jason said towards Madden as if he were talking about the weather, not cracking the glass on his door.
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Post by madden cole greyson on May 27, 2009 13:19:53 GMT -4
Madden still sat at his computer desk.. Well, he sat on his couch with a laptop beside him taking up half of the second cushion. There were nearly a dozen bottles of different kinds of alcohol scattered across his coffee table along with his feet. An almost full ashtray rested on the arm of the couch; a smoldering cigarette sat in one of the holders. Madden sighed, looked at the newly emptied can of brew and grabbed at the burning smoke.
"New beer..." Madden slurred his words slightly as he spoke to himself, though he didn't care. He was functional enough to not burn his house down. Though he wasn't quite sure he could say that about the party of people coming over in less than ten minutes. After closing the laptop and taking a long pull off the smoke he stood. The male swayed slightly on his feet but steadied himself easily enough. He walked slowly as to not fall over anything, including his feet. It was definitely a good thing his kitchen wasn't far away; after all, that was why he bought the house in the first place.
It didn't take long for the male to pound the beer back and begin on cleaning off the coffee table. All he had to do was, basically, transfer them to the dining room table. He was happy with his work and soon decided to empty the close to over flowing ashtray. While in the kitchen for maybe the thousandth time he grabbed three other ashtrays; he knew Jason and Vitaly well enough to know it still wouldn't be enough. Madden laughed to himself as he grabbed yet another beer and began sitting on the couch again.
Jason was way too impatient. Madden had told all three of them that the door would be open. But of course Jason probably didn't even notice. The banging on his front door and the relentless ding donging of the doorbell reminded Madden of Jason's impatience. He laughed as he heard a slight crack. Madden knew that Jason would break something, if it wasn't his door it'd be a window and if it wasn't a window it would probably be his own face. He only told Jason not to break anything out of decency for himself. He couldn't just let it go unsaid; and now he couldn't get mad at himself, though he couldn't get mad at Jason either.
"Don't worry about it." Madden called to the kitchen. "See anyone else pull up while you were trying to break down my unlocked door?" The male asked jokingly and took a swig of his newly opened beer.
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Post by vitaly mikhail andreev on May 27, 2009 13:33:30 GMT -4
Maybe it was extremely disturbing to think that the man that lived in the United States as Vitaly Andreev was really a very old man who had been murdered in Russia four years ago. The real man who went by the name of Vitaly Andreev was named Nicolai Vasiliev and he was a Russian serial killer, but in the United States he was simply a college student. It didn’t bother him very much that eleven lives had been taken at his hand, it should have, but Vitaly didn’t seem to care. No one knew here, no one knew it was him in Russia either so the man had nothing to worry about. Here he was Vitaly, he was the man that moved from Russia three years ago that spoke great English and had a very understandable accent, unlike many other Russians. Vitaly was a normal twenty four year old guy here, he watched football; he went to parties and got wasted.
Vitaly had pulled up to Madden’s house second to Jason and he had seen the last few seconds of Jason Levito’s assault on Madden Greyson’s front door. He watched the man walk into the house as he pulled into the drive way. Getting out of his car and walking towards the house Vitaly chuckled at the cracked glass. He walked into the still open door and closed it behind him, something that Jason didn’t bother in doing. “Nah, he didn’t see anybody. But somebody did see him.” Vitaly said to Madden, given his friend a smile.
Vitaly followed in Jason’s footsteps and grabbed a beer himself. He looked at the kitchen and smiled at how clean it was. The idea that it was clean for being the kitchen of a bachelor before a party seemed entertaining to him because he knew that in about four hours, this entire house would be a mess. Between beer bottles and cigarette butt’s there would no longer be a visible floor. “Will it just be the four of us?” Vitaly asked, directing the question to both Jason and Madden. He didn’t care who answered, he just cared for an answer at all.
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Post by jewels rayne haden on May 27, 2009 13:56:02 GMT -4
It didn't take Jewels fifteen minutes to get gorgeous, only five. And only about three minutes to get the party favors ready only because she didn't bother seperating anything into singles and such, they were all getting fucked up no matter what; just as she'd promised. The red head hadn't been to a house party for a long while. The last time she had been to one, she'd ended up in someone's bed with Jason. Not that she was complaining. To be honest, she was hoping that it'd happen again; though maybe not with Jason. After all, the house she would be going to was full of three gorgeous males, and maybe more.
Jewels made only a few calls in comparison to what she believed Jason had. Only a few of her girlfriends, really. She wanted to make it even for the guys, though she was sure they were all pretty happy with the odds. A red headed knock out with litterally over thousands of dollars worth of drugs on her. Who wouldn't want that?
The Camaro got her to Madden's house in record time, considering she only lived ten minutes away in walking distance. As she got out of the car, locked it and began walking up the drive she noticed a burning cigarette. Being Jewels, she walked to it and stepped on it; crushing it beneath the ball of her high heeled boot. It was bad enough they were probably going to distroy Madden's surprisingly nice house, they didn't need to burn it to the ground as well.
Her heels clicked on the pavement of the steps as she walked up them, her large purse slung over her shoulder -obviously holding the only thing she really carries. A hand quickly ran through her hair as she looked at herself in the cracked glass and instanly knew it was due to Jason. Madden told him not to break anything, so he broke something. Jewels laughed and straightened out her black mini dress and crossed the threshold in time to hear who she thought was Vitaly say something about the four of them. Jewels closed the door but flicked the porch light on, incase anyone else showed up.
"I called some girlfriends..." She laughed and came into the kitchen and grabbed the bottle of rum on the counter. "There is no way in hell I'm going to be the only pussy here." Jewels laughed and her eyes flicked from Jason to Vitaly and then to the living room. "Ready for some fun, boys?" She grinned and held up her purse. Her head motioned to the coffee table and she began walking.
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Post by jason adam levito on May 27, 2009 14:08:03 GMT -4
When Vitaly walked in and practically answered Madden’s question of whether or not he had seen anyone else Jason was satisfied. “What he said.” He stated with a simple shrug, taking the beer bottle away from his mouth. When Jewels walked in a smile spread on the singer’s lips and his eyes caught fire with excitement. Jewels meant more drugs, and more drugs meant there would be a significantly more amount of fun. “She called some of her girlfriends.” Jason stated blindly to Vitaly. He didn’t really think that the fact that he had put where he was going and what for on his face book status was necessary to be told. Whenever people started showing up it would be quite obvious that Jason had something or other.
Then Jewels had said in simpler words that it was time to get fucked up. The singer followed her. The junkie was always going to want to be high no matter what, and the higher he could get the better everyone was. “Depends darling, I have a lot of definitions of fun.” Jason murmured. And that was exactly the truth, because fun in Jason Levito’s dictionary was many things.
He had a feeling that tonight would be an interesting night from the start, which this was the start. He cracked his friend’s door, that was interesting on it’s on. Interesting or irritating, however you saw it. “Your girlfriends better be hot, Jewels.” Jason said, looking back at the two others and smiling. Of course they wanted hot chicks to be at the party, didn’t every guy? Especially three very attractive guys, all of whom got too much ass for their egos to handle.
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Post by madden cole greyson on May 27, 2009 14:23:18 GMT -4
It simply happened quite fast. Fist Jason was there, the window in his front door was cracked and then there was less beer already; though he didn't worry. His basement was basically packed full of alcohol; one of the many advantages of working at a liqour store, he got to keep the "damaged goods." Vitaly walked in only a few moments after Jason and answered his question. "Help yourself, guys. I've got plenty of shit in the fridge, take your pick." He stated, though unsure why. Madden knew they needed no encouragement. After all, it was why they were at his house.
Next, it was Jewels' turn to arrive and apparently she'd called some girlfriends. Any friends of Jewels is a friend of mine, for sure. He smirked to himself and caught a small glimpse of her outfit as she walked in. She could never stop amazing him, the simple black dress ended mid-thigh and stated just above her bust. It was one of those off the shoulder strap dress things. He didn't give a shit if she were in a garbage bag. She looked great. Madden heard them talking though not their words.
He'd began walking to his massive stereo system as she was walking in and hit the play button. Sound reverbriated throughout the house and he turned away to find Jewels and Jason sitting on their knees in front of his coffee table. He'd done a good thing cleaning it off, otherwise they'd probably be using each other for rails. The thought made him laugh.
"Get me in on that, babe." He said, still slurring his words slightly. He wobbled himself back to the couch and sat with a huff, awaiting his present.
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Post by vitaly mikhail andreev on May 27, 2009 21:04:25 GMT -4
It happened very quickly, one moment he had entered the house just after Jason the next Jewels was there and now they were going to get something more than just alcohol into their blood. Vitaly watched both Madden and Jason’s reactions when Jewels walked into the house. He was fascinated by the way both men seemed to stare at her, but the meaning behind both stares completely different from that of the others. It was endlessly fascinating to watch the way the men wanted Jewels in different ways, to watch the way their bodies responded to the presence of their friend.
It was ridiculous how much the smirk on Madden’s face told him about how much Madden adored the woman. Maybe he only thought she was beautiful, maybe he was in love with her. Vitaly wasn’t certain if Madden was in love, but he was certain that Madden thought Jewels was beautiful. She was, so it made sense that she had been able to raise such a look from the man. With Jason it was completely different. The look on his face gave absolutely nothing away. However the mischievous light that flashed and danced into those cold blue eyes gave almost as much away as the smirk that had captured Madden’s lips.
Jason thought something very similar to what Madden must have, Jason thought that Jewels beautiful. He thought she was stunning, his eyes showed all of that. His body however was able to show a completely different attitude. Jason wanted her, and in the subtle way that he smiled back to Madden and himself (Vitaly) gave away exactly how badly he wanted the woman. With Jason it was purely physical, with Madden there could have been more, and at that point Vitaly stopped analyzing and returned to his demeanor as normal rather then an over analytical psychopath.
“I’m only curious, what exactly do you have and how much of it?” Vitaly asked with the soft murmur of a chuckle following his words. He quickly followed in Jewels and Jason’s example and got knelt by the coffee table. He looked between Madden and Jason again to see hunger in both of the British men’s eyes, what the hunger was for didn’t matter. “Never mind, I don’t care to know, as long as you get me fucked up I’m happy.” Vitaly stated a soft smile catching his crooked lips.
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Post by emelia automne tanner on May 28, 2009 0:37:47 GMT -4
When the call came of course Eme wanted to go to the party. She had no idea who Madden Greyson was, but that didn’t matter because his house was open for a party. Not to mention that Jason Levito was going to be there, now that was an opportunity that little misses Emelia Tanner could not pass her by. She changed out of her sweats and took her hair out of the pony tail it had been in the entire day. She ran a comb through her brunette locks and put some product into it to make the natural waves come out. She then went on with her make up, putting on darker eye shadow colors and followed the dark trend to her lips with a dark almost a coral crimson color onto her lips.
She looked at her appearance in the mirror and her fingers danced on the tips of her long hair. Honestly she stared at the person who looked back at her in the mirror. She felt beautiful tonight, and at the same time she felt like someone new even though this is the way she looked when she went to parties. She walked into her closet and pulled a dark purple, almost maroon dress from the closet and looked at it. She put it on and returned to the mirror, deciding that she liked the way that she looked in it she went to look for shoes. She chose a pair of black heels, they were simple and somehow she knew that she wouldn’t wear them for long.
She deemed herself ready for the party and grabbed her purse, said a quick goodbye to her mother before walking out of the door and to her car. She wasn’t exactly sure where this Madden lived but she had an idea. When she saw the other cars parked outside she knew she was in the right place. When she heard the music she was completely certain she had the right house. The girl stepped out her car and walked to the front door, confused a little by the crack in the window but never less she ignored it. Considering it was a party she didn’t even bother with knocking and she walked right into the house. Looking at the inside she was impressed, it was a nice looking house; she wondered who this guy was, and how old he was to have a nice house. She was curious about him now.
She followed the sound of voices till she saw Jason Levito, Jewels and two other men. “Hi.” She said with a smile, she looked at the table and saw Jewels’ purse and knew immediately what was in it. “So who is this Madden, I’d love to know whose house I’m crashing.” Eme said with a soft laugh following her words.
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Post by cammie daniele price on May 28, 2009 1:25:36 GMT -4
There was a party tonight, and there was no way in hell Cammie was going to miss it. She was the typical rich party girl. She could drink whiskey like it was water. She loved the burn. But, if you saw her on the streets shopping with friends, or with her family, you'd never guess she was the hardcore party girl she really was. She could make herself look very innocent when she wanted to. Of course, that wasn't the case tonight. Tonight, she was going to be dressed to kill. She stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel, going straight to work on her hair and make up. Her hair would be wavy tonight, and left down. Better for the men to run their fingers through, or for her to flip back in a flirty gesture. Her make up, as always, matched her outfit, color coordinating perfectly with her clothing. She decided, after about ten minutes of internal debating, to wear her sexy little black dress, the one she wore when she was, indeed, asking for it. It barely reached her fingertips when she stood up straight, and it was strapless. Certainly one of her favorite items of clothing. Her shoes were strappy high heels, peep toed, very sexy.
It was about a half an hour after Jewels had called and invited her to this party. She was given an address, and was to follow it without fail. She punched the address into ther GPS, set it down in the passengers' seat, and began driving, following the directions given. When she finally arrived at the house, she smiled. Someone was wealthy. I'm getting laid tonight, Cammie thought happily. Of course, she would do her damned best to sleep with the owner of this house. Jewels had said a name, Madden..something or other. She couldn't remember. But she was glad she didn't, now. It gave her all the more reason to strike up an easy conversation with him.
She approached the door and noticed the broken glass. Eyebrows raised, she opened the door and stepped inside. She made her way to the living room, where she spotted a small group of people. Some she knew, some she didn't. Of course she knew Jewels. She offered her a smile and then began to assess the others. Eme, a girl she recognized, and couldn't stand, was standing in the doorway to the living room. She squeezed past her, mumbling a very rude, "Excuse me," but didn't go much further than that. She stood, partially in front of Eme, and surveyed the people in the living room. A very sexy man stood by the couch, and she recognized him as Madden, the Madden Something Or Other that Jewels had mentioned. On the couch sat one man with icy blue eyes that she'd never met before, next to Jewels. And one other man, who she'd also never met before, stood up next to the cute little coffee table.
All men were attractive, but none looked as good as that beautiful man next to the couch. Naturally, his money made him that much more attractive, but it wasn't like that mattered. She glanced once more at the icy blue eyed man after finally tearing her gaze way for Sex on Legs over there, and took her place next to Jewels on the couch, on the opposite side of the male. "What a party," she joked, speaking of the small amount of people in the room. Of course, that meant more drugs, more alcohol for her. What a selfish girl she was.
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Post by jason adam levito on May 28, 2009 1:53:27 GMT -4
The icy eyed male so spoken of by Cammie had looked up when he heard the clattering of heels and saw a girl that he didn’t find familiar. When she asked for Madden he simply pointed in the direction of his friend and mumbled. “That one.” When the drugs were distributed Jason took a line of coke immediately and sat back on the couch. He licked his lips from habit and looked at Jewels. “You make my life so much better sometimes.” Jason murmured to her. When he heard the sound of more heels he looked to see who was coming, wondering if he would know them.
He didn’t recognize the woman at all but one this was for sure, he was attracted to her. I’m going to get her by the end of the night. He thought to himself. He noticed her looking at Madden, and frowned ever so slightly but as quickly as the frown had made it’s appearance it was gone. He stood up from the couch, murmuring that he was going to get a beer and when Vitaly asked for another one he nodded. He returned to the room with two bottles of beer and he tossed one of them to Vitaly who said a quick thank you. Jason just nodded and brought the beer to his lips. He channeled into the conversation as Cammie stated, somewhat sarcastically “what a party,”. The singer chuckled softly and took another drink from the beer.
“It’ll get better, don’t worry too much. You might hurt yourself.” The accent rolled off of his tongue beautifully. As if the sound of his voice wasn’t intoxicating and luring enough, his appearance and those frozen cold eyes were as well. Jason walked to the bar and grabbed on of the cigarette packs and grabbed one, lighting it and placing it between his lips. He let his beer dangle in his hands and he looked at Cammie again. “Who’re you anyway?” Jason asked curiously. Then looking over to Esme he nearly repeated the same question. “And you too.” The look on his face gave away how already messed up he was.
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Post by sebastian alexander rowyn on May 28, 2009 2:10:58 GMT -4
[/i] He sighed and moved back to the fridge.[/size][/ul]
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Post by jewels rayne haden on May 28, 2009 2:32:00 GMT -4
Jewels was prepared. She was always prepared. The red headed drug dealer brought about a months worth of drugs and then some to Madden's party. Well, not Madden's party, more like Jason and Veet's. The conversation online still made her laugh even though it was technically old news; but it only happened not even half an hour ago.
It was a gong show already, and only because of the fact that every single person in the room knew what her huge ass purse held. Getting ready was a breeze. She'd brought personal mirrors for everyone plus a few.. hundred. She didn't know how many people would show up so she was good and came really prepared. Though, tonight she only carried Momma White and some Mary Jane. There was no need for anything else. Not really.
After splitting some of what she brought between the known users in the room, she began separating them into two lines; except Jason's, she left his as one big one because she knew he'd just do it himself anyways. As Jewels began serving the mirrors a familiar voice popped out of the blue and she looked up. One of her best friends stood above her, asking who Madden was. Before she could answer, Jason was on it. Jewels smiled, dug through her bag and pulled out a small, but satisfying sized joint and handed it to Eme. "Here you do, babe. Just for you." She stood up, after taking a quick line for herself.
"Want something to drink, hon?" Jewels asked as she rubbed her nose slightly. At that moment, Cammie walked in and she smiled again though she didn't say hi right away. The kitchen was the first priority. Without waiting for an answer, she was in the kitchen and grabbing two bottles of beer; and Jason was on her heels. She moved swiftly, giving him a wink on her way by. She opened both of the beers on the side of the coffee table at the same time and handed one over to Eme.
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Post by vitaly mikhail andreev on May 28, 2009 2:39:36 GMT -4
When the two other women walked into the room Vitaly looked at them both. He didn’t look for long, because that wouldn’t be normal and he didn’t want to look suspicious. Judging by the way the blonde one had pushed passed the shorter brunette he assumed that they knew each other and didn’t like each other. He noted the body language of both women and realized that they were very similar, both confident both beautiful and still very different. Both girls seemed to naturally carry a spotlight however the taller blonde one seemed more to demand it be hers and only hers.
Vitaly noticed the way that the blonde surveyed all of them, and he also noticed the way that she looked at Madden. He wondered if they knew each other or if they were strangers to each other. He then watched the way Jason looked at her, Jason was definitely conjuring up a plan to get her in bed. As if that would be difficult for him, when Jason abruptly stood up and said something about beer Vitaly’s voice acted before he thought about it. “Get me one.” He said simply to Jason. When Jason threw the beer his way he thanked him, opening it and bringing it to his lips. He had no idea that another person had even entered the house, nor did it matter because there would be a lot of other people coming in soon.
He took a line same as the rest of them did. “You are amazing.” Vitaly commented to Jewels a laugh catching his words. “I don’t think I’m ever going to a party without you there ever again.” Of course he didn’t want to go somewhere were he couldn’t get free drugs… and just as much as his heart desired. He was going to get wasted, just like everyone else and he couldn’t be looking forward to it anymore than he did at that moment.
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Post by madden cole greyson on May 28, 2009 2:46:51 GMT -4
Forget things happening fast. Things started happening like lightning. It only took a few minutes for Jewels to be pushing a mirror in his direction with a couple rails already set. A twenty rolled up came with it. And then she walked into his house. That beautiful angel. HE didn't even know her name, but he sure couldn't take his eyes off her.
Oh yes, a friend of Jewels' is definitely a friend of mine. He smiled his charming, lopsided smile once they made eye contact. He would become cocky in less than a few minutes; it's how he worked his magic. The girl asked about him, at least she knew his name; she had the advantage though he didn't mind. When Jason pointed to him, his smile widened. "Hey." Giving her a slight nod.
Jewels passed Eme the joint for her to light and bounded off to the kitchen to grab drinks. Madden hadn't noticed the next female -the blond- walk in. He was far too busy watching Eme. "Hey, sweetie, you gunna share that with me?" He asked her, patting the cushion beside him. There was a coy smile planted on his face. The door opened yet again, but Madden had stopped paying attention. Hell, someone could've came in and stole the stereo they were all listening to and he wouldn't have noticed because of the female in the dark purple dress.
OOC; Here's the order of posting as of now! Note that it will be changed as characters get added to the plot.
Madden, Eme, Sebby, Cammie, Jason, Jewels then Vitaly.
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Post by emelia automne tanner on May 28, 2009 3:06:37 GMT -4
“That one.”
Her eyes followed the way that Jason had pointed to see the man standing up by the couch. She couldn’t help but stare at him, and then a smile broke out on her face in an attempt to save herself from total embarrassment. A big part of her was very thankful that Jewels had taken her attention and handed her a bowl. She thanked her friend and nodded at the suggestion of a drink. She took the beer and then her attention was drawn back to Madden. He had the most beautiful voice she thought she could have ever heard in her entire life. The accent, the face, the hair, the body… his everything screamed perfection to her and she couldn’t believe that she was in the same room as someone so beautiful. She barely even heard what he said; she was too lost in his voice alone.
Thinking about it for a second she realized he asked to share the bowl, of course she would share. It was a chance to sit next to him. Then she heard Jason ask for her name as she sat next to Madden. “I’m Emelia, but most people call me Eme, or Emily.” She could have slapped herself. She was rambling, she hated it. She could feel her cheeks flushing red, and that made her feel even more embarrassed than she had ever thought possible. She took a lighter from her purse and held it lit under the bowl, she took a hit of it and exhaled, a simple smile falling off her lips. She handed the bowl and her lighter to Madden, and tried to avoid staring at him but that failed.
“Sharing is caring after all.” Eme had never felt so lame, so stupid and so embarrassed in her life it felt. And now here she was, word vomit falling out of her lips like no tomorrow. For the first time meeting him she found it completely insane that she was so attracted to him. She couldn’t help it; she was falling in lust with someone who she didn’t know at all. She knew his name, she knew what he looked like and she knew that she was falling in love. It was ridiculous but what could she do? The heart wants what the heart wants and her heart wanted Madden more than anything at that moment.
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