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[sub][color=slategray][color=6495ed][b]Brynn Payne[/b][/color] and [color=a5a5a5][b]Sean Sterling[/b][/color]
Location: Somewhere in between the Bar and the Dance Floor
Mentions: The royal ice princess [color=ffb5fd][b]herself[/b][/color] [@Silent Observer]
Collab with [@Universorum][/color][/sub][/center][hr][hr][indent]Fleeing the fight, Brynn walked (more like [i]stumbled[/i]) with Sean, subconsciously taking him in the direction of the bar. The whole encounter made her want something else to drink even more- she couldn’t believe that the jerkoff from the Basketball team tried to humiliate her! She was polite this morning in excusing herself, but she guessed that wasn’t good enough for Tommy boy. How dare he embarrass her infront of her…. Boyfriend? Was she supposed to call him that now? The whole concept of a real significant other was foreign to her. Did Sean standing up for her like that constitute them defining the relationship for real? With a sigh, she turned to him. [color=6495ed][b]“Well [i]that[/i] was something!”[/b][/color] Brynn stated, a drunk giggle escaping her lips.

Sean gently pulled Brynn away from the bar, as he found himself of the opinion that she didn’t need [i]more of that.[/i] Instead, he pulled her toward the food. He shook his head after she giggled, and looked over his shoulder at the crowd still formed around Tom’s unconscious body, [color=a5a5a5][b]“Yeah, it was something. Sorry you had to see that — I’m not really a fighter, I swear.”[/b][/color] Sean explained, frowning to himself. He’d wanted to keep that part of himself underwraps for as long as possible, and there he went, blowing his load and probably ending up all over the internet. If his mother saw that, or got wind of it, Sean was certain he’d never heard the end of it.

[color=6495ed][b]“It’s okay-it was really hot.”[/b][/color] Although Brynn didn’t have a filter while sober, she was even more uncensored (if that was at all possible) when she drank. As she noticed they drifted away from the bar, her lips curved into their signature pout, but that was only until food came into her line of vision and she smiled. [color=6495ed][b]“Ooh yummy- but it’s okay if you’re a fighter! It’s cool that you punch people.”[/b][/color] Brynn grabbed a handful of chips and began to put one by one in her mouth. Delicious!

[color=a5a5a5][b]“I mean, I think I’m more effective with my kicks, but I guess whatever gets your panties wet.”[/b][/color] Sean muttered, watching as Brynn slowly munched at the chips. Sean reached over her and grabbed a piece of pizza, slowly easing it into his mouth. He chewed up a huge bite of it, and swallowed it down before carrying on, [color=a5a5a5][b]“Brynn, you’re like [i]really[/i] drunk. You sure you’re gonna make it alright?”[/b][/color]

Rolling her eyes ever so slightly, Brynn scoffed at Sean’s comment about her being too drunk. If he thought [i]this[/i] was bad, he should have seen her on her birthday last year (spoiler alert: she almost had to be taken to the hospital for alcohol poisoning)! The brunette could stomach a lot of liquor before reaching her maximum, so she knew Sean shouldn’t be so concerned. Why was he acting so nervous anyway? [color=6495ed][b]“Stop being such a worry wart, I am [i]fine[/i]. I think you are just too sober for this whole thing.”[/b][/color] Brynn grabbed a slice of pizza, just as Sean had, and took a cheesy bite. [color=6495ed][b]“I really am fine.”[/b][/color] She mumbled with her mouth full.

[color=a5a5a5][b]“Well, if you say so. You are your own person after all. If the movies I’ve watched are accurate, I’m supposed to hold your hair out of your face when you puke in the morning, right?”[/b][/color] Sean asked, kissing her on the cheek as he looped his free hand around her waist. It was a party, so he figured that Brynn could do what she wanted; Wednesday might be shitty, but hey: his schedule told him that it was a late start. They had time to sleep off part of a hangover. Not [i]all of it[/i], but enough.

[color=a5a5a5][b]“I’m not a worry wart, I just want to make sure you’re okay. The family get togethers that I go to sometimes, people get really plastered at those, and make bad decisions and start fights. I just want a happy, beautiful, smiling Brynn on my arm. Not an angry, catty, drunk one. Just gotta tread that fine line,”[/b][/color] Sean winked, and kissed her again, this time on the lips.

Brynn laughed- she [i]never[/i] threw up when she drank. Unless she pulled trig, but that wasn’t often. [color=6495ed][b]“That won’t be necessary sir,”[/b][/color] She faced Sean and ran a hand through his hair. [color=6495ed][b]“But you are a bit of a worry wart.”[/b][/color] With a giggle, she took another bite of her pizza, pulling away from him momentarily. His family gatherings sure sounded exciting! In her mind, there was nothing better than sticking a group of people who hated each other in a room with a couple of bottles of vodka- that’s what her family gatherings were like anyway. Felix and Emerson definitely knew how to argue when drunk, that was for sure.

[color=6495ed][b]“What kind of family gatherings are [i]you[/i] talking about? They sound dangerous.”[/b][/color] Brynn commented, her drunken gaze making its way back to Sean. [color=6495ed][b]“Does Selena start the fights? I wouldn’t be surprised if she did…”[/b][/color] She murmured to herself out of pure curiosity. 

[color=a5a5a5][b]“Not typically. It’s usually an uncle, or a cousin. They are definitely dangerous… It’s like, you stick a bunch of angry, prideful, rich dudes in a room, give them alcohol, food, and throw in their women — who are sometimes [i]worse[/i] than they are — and then things just sorta happen? It sometimes isn’t [i]that[/i] bad, but for everytime it isn’t? It’s [i]twice[/i] as bad the next time.”[/b][/color] Sean paused, realizing that he hadn’t really answered her question, and he finished off his piece of pizza, delightedly stuffing the cheese filled crust down his throat. [color=a5a5a5][b]“They’re usually events hosted by the Helmsleys, so we go to Castle Helmsley for them, right? You’d think they’d do something super high class, and like… pompous, right? They’re just BBQs. Just like any other normal group of people. The dads argue over how to cook the meat, the moms talk about the kids, and the kids? We just kinda do whatever… They’re an experience.”[/b][/color]

Sean looked up at the ceiling, [color=a5a5a5][b]“there was one the week I got back, but I didn’t go to it. I was busy taking depression naps, and wanting to die. But, there’s one coming up, soon. Do you wanna go with me? I figure, you’re the reason I’m not taking depression naps anymore — or at least a big part of the reason — and I wouldn’t mind being able to show off a girlfriend to the family.”[/b][/color] Sean was brave, that was for sure. Inviting her to one of the BBQs this early on was an almost surefire way to get her to not want anything to do with him or his family ever again. But he didn’t really care. He liked Brynn, and he wanted her to experience the things that he did, and the BBQs were a big part of growing up, and he was hopeful they could be a big part of his life going forward; with Brynn, too. Preferably.

[i]Busy taking depression naps and wanting to die[/i]. How comforting. Sometimes, Brynn did a triple take of the things that Sean said. He could be quite odd every now and again, especially with some of the things that came out of his mouth. But the family gatherings sounded exactly like hers- definitely worse though. Actually, much worse. Still, she’d have to tell him about the time that Felix almost drowned their cousin in the pool, maybe that would rival some of his horror stories. At least he confirmed that they were dating now, how thrilling! 

[color=6495ed][b]“Yeah, of course I’ll come. I’ll be on my best behavior, I promise!”[/b][/color] Brynn replied without much thought, just how a child would promise to behave in order to get an ice cream cone. How bad could it really be? [color=6495ed][i]Remind me to bring a pitchfork to ward off your witch of a sister[/i][/color] She thought to herself as she simply smiled drunkenly at her man, placing her chin on his shoulder. Swaying slightly to the music that was playing, she gazed around, her blurred vision meshing all of the lights and colors together. [color=6495ed][b]“It’s loud in here.”[/b][/color] Brynn blurted to no one in particular, her lack of filter causing her to state whatever thought seemed to drift through her mind.

Sean kept Brynn held snugly to him as she rested on his shoulder, and he swayed along with her. [color=a5a5a5][b]“I think we’ll have a good time, if you go. I mean, there’s alcohol, and that’s really all Brynn needs, right?”[/b][/color] Sean teased, running a hand through her hair, before they fell silent for a moment and everything else took over. When she said that it was loud, Sean only had one choice: agree. [color=a5a5a5][b]“Yeah, that’s what happens when you play loud music in a small area with a bunch of people.”[/b][/color] Sean explained, before looking toward the stairs that led to the living quarters.

[color=a5a5a5][b]“Why don’t we just go get a room?”[/b][/color]

Brynn drunkenly giggled once more- man she was giggly tonight, wasn’t she? She bit her lip at Sean’s suggestion,  picking her head up from his shoulder. [color=6495ed][b]“You’re reeeally smart, you know? Cause that’s what I was thinking!”[/b][/color] Unraveling herself from his grasp, she simply took his hand and looked up at him through her long eyelashes.

[color=6495ed][b]“Lead the way?”[/b][/color][/indent]