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[i][sub]A collaboration between: [@melissahart] and [@Bee]
Featuring: [color=d2b48c]Wesley Bristow[/color] and [color=a187be]Ariana Song[/color][/sub][/i]
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Wesley drummed his fingers alongside the bar as he waited patiently for his drink. Hoards of people were flocking to get liquor, which caused the wait time to be much longer than he wished. Wes didn’t [i]usually[/i] arrive sober, hell, by now if this was a regular party he’d have been coked up by now- but this was an [i]event[/i] and he wanted to remember it. However without a drink, he felt dull; too boring for a party full of his drunk and high classmates. So he stood at the bar, anxiously awaiting the sweet taste of bourbon.

He gazed around, admiring the lights and sounds coming to his eyes and ears. The Helmsley’s went all out for this shindig, but that wasn’t a surprise to Wes. In all his years in Beverly Hills, a Helmsley party [i]never[/i] disappointed. Ever. He couldn’t wait to see what exciting adventure this party would hold for him. Would he get thrown overboard? Only time would tell. 

Ariana, the girl bored beyond her mind, had walked up to the bar looking to get herself something to drink. She was still adamant about not having any alcohol after nearly dying from having too much of it, but that didn’t mean her mind couldn’t be changed. She walked up to the bar and ordered a virgin long island iced tea. No alcohol, for the love of god. 

However, the barkeep seemed to be very preoccupied. There was a queue forming that she was at the bottom of. She wanted a drink pretty bad. At least she could have something to do. However, she glanced down the bar and saw another boy waiting patiently for his drink. Now that was something she [i]would[/i] do.

She walked up to him curiously, trying to formulate a conversation starter in her head. [color=a187be][b]”Hey there. How long have you been waiting for your drink?”[/b][/color]

Wes, who was leaning against the bar and minding his own business, didn’t realize someone was talking him until he looked over his shoulder to see a girl standing there looking [i]directly[/i] at him. He stood up properly and got a good look at her before responding with a sigh, [color=d2b48c][b]“Too long. You would think the Helmsley’s are ageing Maker’s Mark on site as we speak for how long this glass is taking.”[/b][/color] Wes chuckled, glancing back over to the bar to see if there was any sign of his drink. Nothing. Looking back to the girl, he flashed a charming smile. [color=d2b48c][b]“What’d you order? Hopefully you haven’t been waiting as long for it as I have for mine.”[/b][/color]

Ariana blushed just a wee bit as he flashed his smile. Damn, it really was a good smile. She giggled a bit, being a little flustered for words before she finally remembered what she was going to say. [color=a187be][b]”Oh, uh, me? Virgin Long Island Iced Tea. I’m trying to stay off the booze for a bit.”[/b][/color] She leaned on the counter, crossing her legs underneath her and showing some interest with this fella. He was cute. [color=a187be][b]”What about you? Wait- lemme guess… you ordered a… whi- no bourbon! You look like a bourbon guy to me.”[/b][/color]

Wait wait wait… virgin drink? At a party like this? Wes [i]knew[/i] that wouldn’t fly, especially with him- drinking was the key to fun, and he didn’t believe otherwise. And neither should she. [color=d2b48c][b]“Oh come on, loosen up a little. I’d say I’d buy you a drink…. but it’s an open bar.”[/b][/color] This girl must have been magic though, cause as soon as she said he was a bourbon kind of guy, Wes’ drink appeared in front of him. A relieved smile grew on his face as he picked it up, inspected it, and took a swig. [color=d2b48c][b]“You would be right. I am definitely a bourbon kind of guy, but you are definitely not a sober kind of gal, not tonight.”[/b][/color] He held out his glass, [color=d2b48c][b]“Want a sip?”[/b][/color]

[color=a187be][b]”I don’t think you want to know what happens when I start drinking…”[/b][/color] Ariana warned in a joking fashion, before eyeing the bourbon that had just arrived in front of them. Ariana’s eyes lit up as she saw an actual drink. Way better than what she was gonna get. Some pussy shit, honestly. It looked good, and it looked like it wasn’t just going to some cheap shit. It was a Helmsley party, so of course she wasn’t going to be facing any of the cheap shit. The man’s offer to her was very, very tempting to her. She looked at the glass then back at him. Fuck it. She was at a party, she had the rest of her days to be sober. Ariana shrugged and took the glass, [color=a187be][b]”Don’t mind if I do…”[/b][/color] She took a sip out of it, and god damn it was some of the best bourbon she’d ever had (not like she had much bourbon anyway). She smiled and returned the glass back to the man. [color=a187be][b]”I’m Ariana…”[/b][/color] She offered, reaching out a hand to the boy, [color=a187be][b]”Pleasure to meet you.”[/b][/color]

Wes was a persuasive guy, so he wasn’t surprised when the girl took his advice. With a smirk, he took his glass back and listened as she introduced herself to him. [i]Ariana[/i]. Pretty name for a pretty girl. Taking her hand in his, Wes shook it lightly. [color=d2b48c][b]“Wesley.”[/b][/color] He removed his hand and backed away a single step, leaning on the bar once more, [color=d2b48c][b]“And trust me, the pleasure is all mine.”[/b][/color] 

Wesley… she hadn’t ever heard of anyone with that name. Sounded like an old person name, which she didn’t have a problem with anyway. It was a nice name, for a nicer looking boy. However, she didn’t really know what else to say. Her drink had finally arrived and she took a sip out of it, still trying to figure out what to say to Wesley. [color=a187be][b]”So uh… how are you liking the party so far? You enjoying yourself?”[/b][/color]

[color=d2b48c][b]“Yeah, I’d say it’s pretty lit. Would be better if I was a little more intoxicated though…”[/b][/color] Wes began to say, but an idea popped into his head, which caused his sentence to hang in the air. He turned to the bartender and motioned, pointing to the bottle of tequila on the highest shelf and requesting two shots. Looking down at Ariana, he smirked, [color=d2b48c][b]“So that’s why we’re gonna take a shot, you and me.”[/b][/color] To say that Wesley was a bad influence was an understatement. The kid liked a good party, and would get you to like it to, even if it meant drowning you in alcohol. It was all in good spirit! 

Alcohol on top of more alcohol. That was the best way to party, according to the high school kids anyway. She liked this guy’s idea of a party. Two shots of tequila with a girl he literally just met. The party had gone from being a snore to being somewhat lit! [color=a187be][b]”Shots? I’m down!”[/b][/color] Ariana turned to the bartender who had poured them two shots of tequila. She took a shot and slid the other glass to her newfound friend. [color=a187be][b]”To our rich friends![/b][/color] Ariana raised her shot, before downing the Mexican alcoholic drink, feeling the burn down her throat as she swallowed.

The blonde boy threw back the shot with ease, as the saying went, “shots going down like water”. He exhaled loudly as he slammed the glass down on the bar and looked over to Ariana. [color=d2b48c][b]“Going from virgin drinks to tequila shots in two seconds flat- I like the change in pace.”[/b][/color] Wes replied, leaning back up against the countertop. [color=d2b48c][b]“So what brings you to the party tonight? Any particular reason?”[/b][/color] He asked, attempting some small talk. Admittedly, he could act like a casanova all he wanted, but he wasn’t the best at making conversation.

[color=a187be][b]”Well I was gone for a week- and then the next thing I know I receive an invitation to this thing via text. I had to go, I couldn’t just deny it. That’s why I’m here. I don’t know where any of my friends are, but at least I have the greatest friend of all.”[/b][/color] Ariana grabbed a nearby bottle and hugged it to provide clues as to what she actually meant, before putting it back. [color=a187be][b]”How about you? What brings you here? I’ve never seen you around school before, actually.”[/b][/color]

Wes laughed, [color=d2b48c][b]“I’m surprised you haven’t seen me- I’m [i]everywhere[/i],”[/b][/color] He joked,  [color=d2b48c][b]“Actually I’m usually holed up in the shop or in the library, so not shocking. But if there’s ever a party, I’ll always be there.”[/b][/color] He leaned a little closer to Ariana.  [color=d2b48c][b]“It’s a lifetime guarantee.”[/b][/color] Wes spoke in a hushed tone, acting as though it was a secret. But it wasn’t, he was at every single party that was thrown, and will be at every single other party for the rest of his life.

Ariana raised an eyebrow, [color=a187be][b]”The library and the shop? Yeah, that explains why I’ve never seen you around.”[/b][/color] The Korean girl avoided those places like the plague. She wasn’t trying to be that nerd who hung out in the library. The library was for [i]squares[/i]. She turned back around to the bartender, before ordering three shots of tequila, each. [color=a187be][b]”Let’s see how well you can party, though.[/b][/color] Ariana chuckled, before watching the bartender set up the shots. Pouring the liquid, she looked at it with a certain shine in her eyes.

Ariana handed a cup to Wesley, before taking one for herself. [color=a187be][b]”See ya on the other side.”[/b][/color]