[center] [img]https://txt.1001fonts.net/img/txt/dHRmLjcyLjAzYWJmZi5VR0Z5ZEhrZ1ZHbHRaU0UuMA/jungle-hope.regular.png[/img] [img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/602739116815155211/805520188996583484/partytime.png[/img][hr][/center] Currently, Samantha had a tad bit of resentment toward her friend, Jo, for dragging her along to some stupid Rosefell party. Originally, Samantha had planned to relax with her crowd and play some League of Legends for her subscribers and followers to enjoy and watch. But instead, due to Jo’s insistence, she agreed to attend this party on the stipulation that Jo queue up with her when this party ended. Samantha didn’t plan on staying long, but she wanted to at least humor Jo. [color=DCD0FF]”So remind me… why are we going to this party, again? Full of people I don’t know?[/color] Jo looked up at Sam and gave her this big ol’ grin, this is going to be the biggest party in the world, so not going would make them outcasts. She fixed the sleeves of her black jacket which was over her gray hoodie, then patted her ripped black jeans, and tapped her white rubber shoes on the concrete. “[color=52ADE0]Come on, this is the biggest party in all of Rosefell and it’s hosted by a Liberty guy so you probably know him.[/color]” Jo then moved to be face to face with Sam and held her by her wrists, she pulled her down a little bit with little to no force and smiled at her. “[color=52ADE0]Who knows what will happen? Sometimes you just gotta go and see what happens.[/color]” [color=DCD0FF]”...really?”[/color] Who would be hosting a party of this magnitude for Rosefell kids of all people? Samantha rolled her eyes, trying to process the audacity of such a bizarre gesture. [color=DCD0FF]”Well… I guess Rosefell kids should see how we party… even if they’re from Rosefell….”[/color] “[color=52ADE0]That’s the spirit![/color]” Jo called out. Jo raised her fist in the air and wrapped her arms around her to give her a hug since she agreed to do so. Jo’s smile just grew and as soon as she pulled away from Sam she continued. “[color=52ADE0]Show me how Liberty parties go! Rosefell parties are 50/50… Well 60/40-... 70/30… Big chance it sucks… 90/10.[/color]” Jo then started leading Sam towards the sea of people and she really wishes that she is going to have fun. At this point Samantha just felt plain bad for Jo, considering she had likely never experienced what an actual party was like. The hug was a nice touch, and definitely did contribute a bit when it came to Samantha’s mood. It was hard to be frustrated around someone as spunky and energetic as Jo, and eventually her insistence wore down at her lack of enthusiasm and pumped just a tinge of excitement into Jo. [color=DCD0FF]”Alright, alright. Just… bring us to your friends and I’ll [i]try[/i] to show you a good time.”[/color] Samantha laughed, [color=DCD0FF]”But you guys will have a good time without me. We know how to party anyway.”[/color] Jo then sped up the pace, moving forward deeper into the crowd of people, she stopped in place for a moment after finding themselves a little place to breathe in. She stood on the tips of her toes and moved around to see if she could see anyone she knew. “[color=52ADE0]Uhh...[/color]” She let out, “[color=52ADE0]I can’t see anyone I know… [/color]” That was not exactly the truth since he saw her boys Dee and JJ pull up with the other boys and she knew all too well to not break up that band. “[color=52ADE0]Maybe we can just mess about and see what happens…?[/color]” Jo said, not entirely sure what to do in this situation. Samantha looked at Jo curiously. Messing about? What did Jo have in mind when it came to that? Samantha put her hands on her hips, tilting her head slightly. [color=DCD0FF]”What did you have in mind? What’s your definition of ‘messing about’?”[/color] “[color=52ADE0]You know...[/color]” She then swayed from side to side gesturing over to the drinks table. “[color=52ADE0]You know, just… Get… Hammered.[/color]” She said, wiggling her shoulders a little, Jo did not take too much to get drunk but she is not as much of a lightweight compared to others. She started moving towards the drinks table, hoping Sam was right behind her. “[color=52ADE0]If I get drunk… Uh… Sorry.[/color]” She said, followed by a soft laugh, she already knew how much of a mess she will be if she gets hammered. [color=DCD0FF]”You can’t be that bad drunk.”[/color] Samantha laughed, before coming up behind Jo at the drinks table. She took a look at the table, wondering what exactly could be made or drank from this table. [color=DCD0FF]”How about you… make me a drink? We can have our first Rosefell party drink together?”[/color] “[color=52ADE0]You’d be surprised.[/color]” She moved to the table and looked around, when Sam asked her to make her a drink, she was quite unsure since most of her drinks were just the ones she picked up. She picked up this and that and ended up with two cups of some weird concoction. She looked at it before taking a sip, she expected the worst but was greeted with something sweet. “[color=52ADE0]Here, don’t know what it could be but, Hey! I made you a drink and that’s what you asked me to do![/color]” she exclaimed, handing her the cup of the Jocohol™ and laughed as she kept sipping at it. She then looked up and Sam and had the brilliant idea of, “[color=52ADE0]You met my friends! Can I meet yours?[/color]” She asked, raising her voice so she could hear her over the music. Watching Jo make the drinks, Sam couldn’t help but to peer over her shoulder to see what exactly was happening. Jo definitely seemed like she was hard at work, too hard at work… as a matter of fact Sam felt like Jo was unsure what she was doing. But, nevertheless, she did ask Jo for a drink at the end of the day. Taking the drink from Jo’s hands once she was done, Sam took a sip and immediately started coughing. Good lord, what did Jo put in this? [color=DCD0FF]”Oh my god.”[/color] Samantha coughed, [color=DCD0FF]What the fuck did you put in here… holy shit!”[/color] Samantha continued to cough as she heard something about meeting some Liberty people. [color=DCD0FF]”If they’re here, sure. But I wanna know what the hell you put in here first.”[/color] “[color=52ADE0]Uhh… Kahlua, rootbeer...A-A… A tootsie roll.[/color]” She replied, laughing her ass off at this point, that drink was so stupid but it surprisingly was not bad. Her laugh was contagious as she kept at it, she then asked, “[color=52ADE0]You don’t like it? I’ll take it.[/color]” She added, holding out her hand, she was getting hammered earlier than expected. She hoped her aunt would not care too much. [color=DCD0FF]”So [i]that’s[/i] what it tastes like?”[/color] Samantha nodded, before looking at Jo. Samantha simply put a hand out gently push her hand away, [color=DCD0FF]”I never said I wasn’t-[i]cough[/i]-a fan.”[/color] “[color=52ADE0]You’re coughing like you’ve been smoking for 15 years straight.[/color]” Jo joked, was it because Sam could not handle her drinks? If that was the case, that is pretty cute. “[color=52ADE0]Well then superstar, can you take one sip without coughing?[/color]” She challenged, hoping to see if Sam is a bigger lightweight than Jo. [color=DCD0FF]”Shut up, Jo!”[/color] Samantha chuckled, before hearing about Jo’s challenge. It was a dangerous challenge for her to undertake considering the (not so) possibility that Samantha was not able to handle her alcohol. [color=DCD0FF]”Bet.”[/color] Samantha said, before clutching the cup in her hands and taking a sip. Approximately two seconds passed after Samantha took the sip before she immediately started coughing. Jo is just having a good time, Samantha is great company and she wishes that everyone has someone like her in their lives. Jo felt full, full of love and for that moment, all her troubles were going away, and it was all thanks to this one person. Jo watched as Sam failed the challenge and she shook her head. “[color=52ADE0]Alright superstar, you’re turning out to be a bigger lightweight than I am.[/color]” Samantha sarcastically sneered at Jo, before giggling. [color=DCD0FF]”Listen, that just means I need less booze to have fun. Nothing wrong with that!”[/color] “[color=52ADE0]Alright then! Let’s get hella hammered![/color]” She replied, Jo took her cup and took the largest swig anyone should ever take. “[color=52ADE0]Woooo![/color]” She yelled out, raising her arms, everything was starting to get a little hazy now and Jo did not care.