[center][color=DeepPink][h3]Josie Waters [/h3][/color]
[color=DeepPink]Location:[/color] In front of the Caldwell Penthouse
[color=DeepPink]Interacting with:[/color] Jasper [@lovely complex] and Quinn [@Fabricant451]
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"[color=Sandybrown]Damn Josie! Every time I see you, I'm like... your hair be burnin' up like neon lights! You'll be like a flamingo in a flock of pigeons up there. Well, minus my sis, she's a damn dove.[/color]" Josie looked her friend up and down. Was he drunk? It seemed it. Not that Josie wasn't completely oblivious to drunkness, she had seen her friend drunk a couple of times and her room mate didn't always come home sober, when she did come home that is. She didn't know him well enough to had met his sister, however, Jasper talked about her often enough it could be certain Josie knew of her existence.

[color=DeepPink]"Well I suppose she must be as beautiful as you say,"[/color] Josie replies, giving him a large smile yet he seemed to not noticed her speak. All was quiet in a silence that Josie felt was nothing but awkward between them, however, the drunkard seemed to deep in his thoughts he probably didn't notice, or remember in the state he was in, the tiny pink-haired adult standing in the one spot. Unable to stay still Josie gently drums on the sides of her thighs with her fingers while she waits for her drunken friend to get over his train of thought or notice she was still there.

"[color=Sandybrown]OH NO.[/color]" he yells suddenly, his words piercing the New York air seemingly the only thing said in the busy streets. Josie was just about to ask Jasper if he wanted her to call him a taxi or something of the likes but before she could say anything the drunkard swung toward her and, leaning her direction whilist keeping quite a fair height advantage against her he muttered in her ear. She could smell the alcohol on his breath now, the strong scent coating his every word.

As he raised his voice if her ear Josie stumbled back probably almost as much as he had, however she regained her poise before he. When Jasper regained more control over his actions however he gazed at Josie, his warm brown eyes seeming to show intrigue. Josie cocked her head ever-so-slightly, curious as to what was running through the drunkard's mind at the moment. Soon enough a cheesy grin took over his face as he bopped his head, not that the atmosphere around the presented anything for him to bop his head to. Josie was almost fearing Jasper would start dancing right there right then when he finally broke the reformed silence between them. "[color=Sandybrown]Aw Jojo, don't tell me you came to Nicky's shindig sober?! Well, that's alright, there's plenty of refreshments when you--[/color]" this would have been the point Josie cut him off herself had the coarse voice of her room mate not beat her to it, much to Josie's relief. She had seen Jasper drunk on more than one occasion but not enough for her to know exactly how to approach speaking to drunk Jasper. She wasn't one someone would invite to a wild party. Fun? She liked to think so but she wasn't a big fan of alcohol and could never bring herself to drink enough to get herself even tipsy let alone wasted. She was the type to party hard sober and that seemed to irk people, particularly drunk people.

[color=AFEEEE]"Oh shit, is that you, Josie? Small city, isn't it?"[/color]  Quinn greeted her, giving her a sideward hug in the process which Josie returned with the attempt to ignore the smoke curling from the cigarette in her room mate's hand. The scent of tabacco never faired well for Josie for some reason, luckily Quinn was respectful of that and often attempted to clear the house of the scent of her cigarettes as much as possible and although a scent of it always lingered in the air of the small apartment Josie was thankful for Quinn's efforts. If she wanted to smoke Josie wasn't going to stop her. As a room mate Josie was glad she's ended up with Quinn, she admired her ability to always speak her mind and opinions, besides her tattoos were pretty cool- even if Josie was yet to hear the stories behind half of them. 

After practically inviting herself to the party Quinn released Josie of her grip and flicked her cigarette to the side before then passing her offer to Josie who bit her lip. [i] Any good party crasher needs a co-crasher.[/i] Josie couldn't help but chuckle slightly. 
[color=DeepPink]"I'm not the best of company at a party,"[/color] Josie states, quite clearly, not at all intimidated by her friends' height, and age, advantage. Why should she be? [color=DeepPink]"I'm more than happy to be you co-crasher but neither of you better expect me to get drunk or whatever other illegal or stupid things you party animals get yourselves into!"[/color]