[right][sub][color=gray]The Beach House, ending in the Kitchen.
Interacting with [color=A24C2C][b]Bradley[/b][/color], [color=ded16a][b]Kim[/b][/color], and [color=0076a3][b]Sonny[/b][/color] in particular. 
She also yells at [b]EVERYONE[/b].[/color]
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[indent][color=FF4040][b]"Hey sexy, nice to see you shirtless today."[/b][/color] Missy walked down the stairs, passing Bradley as he went to, what she'd presume was, his room to finish getting dressed. Before he disappeared, she playfully winked and snapped her gum so he could catch her face. With her friends, they got the tease treatment. Too bad he was gay, Bradley was a fine piece of—  

Was she ready? Absolutely not. Who the hell goes to a party when it's 'time'? The party won't start until 11 PM anyways, that's when most of the attendees would undoubtedly be shitfaced. Even if she wasn't wearing her party outfit, she still looked [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/eb/ce/35/ebce3515c4994d7d279d81654beb2a4c.jpg]flawless[/url] as ever and could've gone like that. Missy had other plans, though. She hadn't had a good fuck in weeks, so she was going to give her Kitten's closet a visit and borrow a few things. Missy darling was on a mission tonight. 

When she got to the bottom of the stairs to see Kim in the living room drinking a [i]beer[/i], Missy looked at her friend in absolute disgust, [color=FF4040][b]"You can't be fucking serious?"[/b][/color] Oh no, sweet Kim was not ready at all. The tigress connected her phone to the bluetooth speakers and started playing her pregame playlist, which was a combo of rap, electronic dance music, and just music that got her PUMPED. 

The first song that would play was [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tvTRZJ-4EyI]Humble[/url] by Kendrick Lamar. Before she pressed play, she yelled out to the entire household, [color=FF4040][b]"YOU MOTHERFUCKERS, SHOTS ARE BEING MADE. HALF DRESSED, NAKED, OR WHAT, YOU BETTER DRINK THIS."[/b][/color] She brought the volume to the loudest it could get and mischievously smiled at Kim, [color=FF4040][b]"We're just getting started, baby."[/b][/color]

Walking to the kitchen, she gestured with her finger for Kim to follow her, expectantly. If she didn't there would be consequences. Going to a party sober was a cardinal sin. No one would be sinners — [i]yet[/i]. She's kind of glad her playlist didn't play her more intense rap songs, but she'd still sing along, [color=FF4040][b]"Bitch, be humble."[/b][/color] Hopefully the next song will be a dancing one, but for now, the animals needed to come out to play and this was their opportunity to feel badass, losing themselves. 

Entering the kitchen, snapping her gum once more, she stopped in her tracks pleasantly surprised. Sonny Esposito was way ahead of her, having entered from the back door, just finishing his blunt. While he was smoking peacefully outside, he was rudely interrupted by her screeching voice, so he took one last puff, coolly blowing out the smoke, before heading in and starting the drinks. Shots enough for everyone, and actual drinks. 

In his mouth, he chewed on a Twizzler, letting it hang from his mouth. Missy took it upon herself to pull it out of his mouth and eat the rest of it.  His dark, apathetic eyes looked up at her, who watched him with absolute intrigue, [color=0076a3][b]"It'll be faster if I do it."[/b][/color] Valid point. His father did own a chain of nightclubs, and Vinny's had a fantastic bar. 

All the alcohol they had bought yesterday was laid out on the island. Missy leaned on the island, her long braids lying over her shoulders, and her plump bottom directly out for those who entered the kitchen to see. Her seductive, intimidating stare never looked away from their pregame bartender. 

How sweet.

[i]Snap.[/i]

That fucking gum. To say Sonny hated this was an understatement, but he did it for the people he liked, not for [i]Missy[/i]. But, he needed to be 'humble' and treat everyone fairly. He knew everyone would appreciate it. [color=FF4040][b]"What's on the menu first, [i]Sonny[/i]?"[/b][/color] Hate. A thousand times hate.

[color=0076a3][b]"Kick in the b*lls for whoever wants to start off strong, and Absolut Legspreader for the rest."[/b][/color] 

[color=FF4040][b]"You mean the girls that can't handle a good kick?"[/b][/color] Missy sassily retorted. 

[color=0076a3][b]"It's still strong..."[/b][/color] 

[color=FF4040][b]"Or you want someone to [i]actually [/i]spread their legs, huh?"[/b][/color] The demoness continued to tease. 

Ignoring her, he started preparing all the shots. He knew there would be a lot of drinking this summer, so their kitchen was essentially half a bar. Silence. Now all could be heard was the music and Missy watched the artistry that happened in front of her. Like he said, the shots were made in a nick of time. [color=FF4040][b]"Hot."[/b][/color] 

[color=0076a3][b]"Stop."[/b][/color]
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