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[color=slategray][sub]Starring: [color=azure][b]Gwen “Aces” Morgan[/b][/color] and [color=2eb82e][b]Madison Weaver[/b][/color]
Location: Gwen's Room
Time: Wednesday Morning
Featuring: [color=orange]Sam Morgan[/color] and [color=00802b]Dawn Weaver[/color]
Collab with [@BrutalBx][/sub][/color][/center][hr][hr]

Sunlight burned through the curtains and onto her soft pale skin, the warmth waking her just enough to be conscious but not enough to open her eyes. Gwen was not alone in her bed, she could feel an even warmer body next to her, yet she’s aren’t open her eyes in fear of who or what may be beside her. This fear passed as her memory returned to her and the previous night of debauchery became fresh in her mind once more. Aces opened her eyes and looked upon the sleeping sound face of one Madison Weaver. Even prone across the bed the girl looked like six million dollars. She had curves in all the right places yet still retained her femininity. Her skin was sun kissed and enticing to the naked eye. So enticing in fact that Gwen placed a gentle kiss with her smudged ruby red lips onto Madi’s arm before climbing out of the bed. She herself was in fine form; wearing only her red lace underwear.

Walking over to her desk, Aces considered turning on the camera, showing her loyal fan base that last night she hooked up with an absolute ten but she stopped herself, something in her head telling her it wasn’t right, not with this one. Instead she reached for a cigarette and moved to the open bedroom window. She sat on the ledge and sparked up her nicotine fix as more and more of the night came back to her.

There was a stirring in the bed, as Madison slowly sat up, and then immediately put her head in her hands and groaned. [color=2eb82e]”Never drinking again...”[/color] she muttered, a customary sentiment that every hangover-ridden person is obliged to say but never means. Looking up from her hands, she saw that this room was not hers, and she wasn’t alone it it. Through blurry sight she could see another girl by the window. Madison’s mind reeled, desperately trying to piece together what had happened last night. She could clearly remember talking to Rose, then going back downstairs, free of any need to try and pull numbers. She was just going to dump all her baggage and have fun for the rest of the night…

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[i]Madi, an hour after returning to the dancefloor, had finally let loose, and was completely herself for the first time of the night, not this ‘desirable model’ that Shauna had tried to make her. She’d already consumed four drinks since hitting the floor, and despite an inability to dance well, was one of her better dancers there now because of her stamina and relative sobriety compared to the girls around her, makeup a mess, only still just about upright because of the need to dance.

Following her confrontation with the monstrous Hyde; Gwen was shaken but was ready to carry on with her evening. She wasn’t going to let some low life, drugged up asshole ruin her night. After tricking a freshman out of his leather wrist brace, she used it to cover up the recent burn mark before walking back out onto the dance floor. She needed more booze, the dark was calling to her and as she said at the end of every show: only good things happen in the dark. Heading to the bar, Aces grabbed a few shots before chasing them down immediately with a beer. She made her way into the dance floor with the goal of fucking the first thing she bumped into. Sure enough the first person she bumped into was he resident track star, Madi Weaver.

[color=azure]”Well well, I have a beer with your name on Miss Wheeler”[/color]

[color=2eb82e]”Can’t be,”[/color] Madison replied, giggling, before turning to face Aces. [color=2eb82e]”Because my name’s Weaver. Madison. Who might you be?”[/color]

[color=azure]”I’m the bitch that’s gonna make your night”[/color] Gwen handed Madison the drink and offered a small smile. [color=azure]”Gwen Morgan. I’ve seen you around school, this doesn’t strike me as your type of party. Sex, drugs, rocknroll, it’s a far cry from the enchantment under the sea dance”[/color]

[color=2eb82e]”That’s not my type of party either. I generally forgo parties entirely to focus on training but now here I am; a senior who’s at the top of her game in regards to the track but doesn’t have much of a social life. So I decided to change that. Anyway, what was this talk of making my night?”[/color] she asked, taking a hefty swig of the beer.

With the utmost confidence, Aces slid closer to Madison and other a try grin. [color=azure]”Do I have to spell it out for you? We eat, drink, be merry and fuck each other’s brains out. I’m horny. You’re hot. No thinking or feeling necessary. Hedonist youth in a future imperfect. We’d have all the fun and no risk of being impregnated by demon footballer spawn”[/color]

Madison blushed bright red, and tried to form a reply, any reply to that. And failed. Instead she just held up her finger to wait, and necked the rest of the beer, emptying the bottle. When she was finished, she gasped, and sniffed, and looked back at Aces. [color=2eb82e]”Fuck it, let’s go!”[/color][/i]

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[color=azure]”Well good morning starshine”[/color] Aces smiles as she watched Madison emerge back into the land of the living. She threw her cigarette out of the window and jumped off the ledge onto her tip toes. [color=azure]”As hot as you are, right now you look like your in need of a pick me up. What’s your poison? Coffee? Red Bull? Vodka? I’ve got it all”[/color] She sauntered over to her mini fridge and popped it open. [color=azure]”Breakfast in bed is always served to those who stay here”[/color]

Madison had managed to remember enough that she knew where she was, why she was there and who she was talking to. Of course, there was the question of how they got there. Neither were sober enough to drive, but that wasn’t a particularly important question. A more pressing question was one that was directly asked to her by Ms, Morgan. She was right. Madi did need a pick me up.

[color=2eb82e]”Ten out of ten for service,”[/color] Madi started to chuckle, before groaning. Laughing was not a good idea when you have the bastard of all hangovers. [color=2eb82e]”Ow. Not doing that again. I’ll have a coffee though, please. Strong, sugary, and no milk or cream.”[/color]

[color=azure]”Coffee blacker than my soul coming up”[/color] Aces turned on the machine and poured in a bag of beans that was labelled [i]Fucking Strong Coffee[/i] and waited for them to be ground up. Her head tilted slightly as if she heard something and she clicked her tongue just as the coffee machine made a ding. She poured a large glass of Java for her latest concubine and wandered over to the bed. Swinging her long legs over Madison, she straddled the track star and leaned in for a deep kiss.

In that moment, Aces bedroom door opened and in stepped her mother. [color=orange]”Oh dear God!”[/color] She span on her heel and slammed the door behind her as Gwen burst into a fit of laughter. [color=azure]”Sorry. I just wanted to fuck with her. Here’s your coffee”[/color] she handed the blonde the mug before climbing off of her and lying back down.

Madison was blushing again, though was keeping her composure. She was willing herself to. She was eighteen, a senior, had already been through two relationships and had slept with a couple of people of both sexes. She was still just inexperienced enough where a sudden makeout session will throw her completely off guard, but just experienced enough to be able to hide it.

[color=2eb82e]”I’m quite impressed you managed that without spilling the coffee,”[/color] Madi mused, before taking the mug from Gwen and taking a sip. She realized now why it hadn’t spilled. It was in a state somewhere between a liquid and a syrup. It was absolutely perfect. Just as strong as she needed right now. With a content sigh, she looked back at the door. [color=2eb82e]”So, your mom’s not cool with you bringing back girls?”[/color] she asked inquiringly. 

[color=azure]”It’s not so much bringing girls back. She couldn’t care less who I like, she just doesn’t want to know about it. She hates the lifestyle and has a very specific idea for the future. I like to rub it in her face clearly”[/color] 

Gwen stretched out across the bed, her long bare limbs reaching out over the sheets. With a satisfied smile she flipped onto her stomach and lifted her feet in the air, placing her chin in her hands as she did so like an attentive child. [color=azure]”What about you sexy? Mom and Dad know you like to take a ride on space mountain once in a while?”[/color]

[color=2eb82e]”They both know, and they’re both secretly okay with it, though when I was going out with Lee, my dad revelled in the ‘scary girlfriend’s dad’ role, though I know him too well. I knew he was glad I had a boyfriend so he could don that character. He enjoyed it.”[/color] Madi looked around for her phone as she talked. [color=2eb82e]”As a matter of fact, I’m wondering if my mom brought us back here. It’s quite far to walk and I doubt either of us drove.”[/color]

For a second, Gwen was taken aback by the revelation that Madison once dated Lee. She quickly shook that off however and looked at realistically; they were next door neighbors, the same age and both beautiful it only made sense. [color=azure]”Dating Lee McCarthy huh? Bet that was an experience”[/color] Reaching over to a bedside table, Aces pulled out two cell phones and handed one to Madi. [color=azure]”Not a hundred percent how we got back. It probably wasn’t boring though. Speaking of boring, we have school very soon and you have no clothes, I’ve got some gear you can have, save you the walk of shame home”[/color]

Madison couldn’t help but chuckle at Gwen’s reaction to the news that she had once dated Lee, then grimaced as she immediately regretted the act of laughing. This hangover was a bitch. She gracefully took her phone and began to look through it as she talked. [color=2eb82e]”We both used to be different people a few years ago, me and Lee. We had a lot in common. We just...both grew up and grew apart. It happens.”[/color] After looking through her phone and discovering that she had called her mom last night, and that she must have given them both a lift back here, blushed again. [color=2eb82e]”Well, at least I won’t have to tell my mom about this. She already knows. She’s the one who got us here, no doubt. In that case, thank you for the offer but I’ll just call home and ask for a lift with a change of clothes. Now where’s my underwear?”[/color]

Madison began to search under the covers, on top of the covers, and around the floor, before finding her bra and panties in a scrunched up ball, kicked under the bed, and hastily put them on, then putting her party clothes (which were thankfully easier to locate) on over them.

[color=azure]”Fair enough”[/color] Aces jumped out of her bed and walked towards the wardrobe covered in music posters and opened it up. [color=azure]”My outfits are probably a little too much for you anyway”[/color] She looked over her bare shoulder and watched as Madison got herself dressed again. [color=azure]”Goddamn girl”[/color] She turned back to her wardrobe and scanned it for her outfit of the day; leather short shorts with a bullet belt, a low cut Gethin Rhys shirt (sans a bra) and a cut off flannel with her trusty boots. [color=azure]”Why don’t you call your mom? I need to go pick up my car anyway before school. Plus we can fuck with my mom a little more”[/color]

Madi looked into Gwen’s wardrobe, and sure enough, everything in there was a little too extreme for Madison. She’d probably raise less eyebrows in her halter top and pants than with any of those outfits. As she speed-dialled her mom’s number, and put the phone to her ear, she noticed Gwen’s Gethin top. [color=2eb82e]”Hold on. You’re wearing an AWE shirt. I didn’t take you for a wrestling fan.”[/color]

[color=azure]”Oh yeah, he’s my uncle”[/color] She pointed to the shirt and smiled. [color=azure]”Not much choice but to be a fan really. If you watch the Hall of Fame two years ago you can see little me in the crowd for about ten seconds! Your parents are both beast by the way”[/color] Packing her stuff, Gwen threw her bag over her shoulder and took Madi’s hand. [color=azure]”Lets go”[/color] 

The peroxide blonde led the sport superstar down the stairs to where her stood mouth agape. Trying her best to accept what was before her, Sam Morgan semi waved at her daughters “friend” [color=orange]”So what did you girls do last night?”[/color] Aces short Madison a devious glance and moved her hand to her pert butt. [color=azure]”Oh not much Mom, we drank, did a few drugs, fucked each other’s brains out. Usual high school stuff. Surprised you didn’t hear, we were VERY loud. Oh snap, Madi’s moms here. Gotta go”[/color]

Madison’s response to this was to avert her eyes with a small smile and feel extremely awkward. The awkward moment seemed to last forever until the doorbell rang. Outside the Morgan family home’s door was AWE superstar Sydney Ellis herself, Dawn Weaver, dressed in jeans and a green vest. Unlike her daughter, and Sydney Ellis, Dawn had dark hair.

[color=azure]”Sorry about that, I couldn’t resist. This was fun, Weaver. I say we definitely do it again sometime. Don’t worry, you can fuck who you want, I just had too much fun not to make sure there isn’t a second round”[/color] Before answering the door, Aces pulled Madison in for another kiss. Some of it was for her benefit but mostly it was to piss off her boiling mom.

Pulling away, she smiled and then opened the door to Madi’s mother. [color=azure]”Hello again Mrs Weaver. It’s nice to to see you in the daylight”[/color]

Dawn’s response to this was to laugh out loud. [color=00802b]”Hello, Ms. Morgan. And hello, Madi. And hello, Mrs. Morgan. I’m Dawn Weaver, Madi’s mom.”[/color] The English woman smiled at Sam, whilst Madi meekishly nodded at Gwen’s words and retreated to the car. She was not going to flirt in front of her mom, precisely because she’d be okay with it.

[color=orange]”Pleasure”[/color] Sam scowled at her daughter who was essentially running off down the street to go pick up her car. She couldn’t figure out what she was doing wrong, why she acted out the way she did. She didn’t care if her daughter was gay but the disrespect made her blood run hot. [color=orange]”I recognize your car, you’re the one that brought them back here last night. What was your thought process for that? Two drunk girls alone, what did you think would happen?”[/color]

[color=00802b]”Oh, I apologize. They were both insistent of being brought back here, especially your daughter. I didn’t know she was trying to be disrespectful. If I had known your history, I’d have took them back to mine.”[/color] Dawn replied, rolling her eyes and sighing. [color=00802b]“But teenagers will be teenagers. We were all young once. Anyway, I’ve gotta go, or Madi will be inexcusably late. Ta-ra!”[/color]

And with that, Dawn and Madi left the Morgan household, leaving Sam red with parental rage. As her cell started to ring on the kitchen table, her light green eyes narrowed and her fists clenched 

[color=orange]”Oh don’t you start!”[/color]