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 Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 1:07 pm
endejester To: Tattoo guy From: Queen C wher u i want a tattoop lol Attachment(s): sexyselfie.jpg
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 1:17 pm
iloveyouDIE Room 131 - consult or design already chosen? - Z 'Tattoo Guy'
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 1:20 pm
She didn't answer the text. She tottered her way to Zac's room, leaned heavily on the door frame and knocked insistently. "YOU IN'ERE?" Loudly.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 1:50 pm
He jumped at the sudden and insistent knocking. "Kia Ora! Half a sec!" He approached the door with a frown of suspicion at the slurred words and opened the door carefully.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 5:46 pm
Cee smelled like alcohol. It wasn't any particular type but just a general haze that almost rippled the air. "Heeeeeeyyyy... Wassup yo?" She kissed her palm and pressed it to his cheek slowly and soundly. "Whattya charge fer a tattoo?" The brunette was not dead drunk, she was able to form sentences so that was promising. Cee did lean slightly against the doorframe.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 6:07 pm
Ohhh lord this was not happening. Not here, not to him, not now… except it absolutely was. The air was so heavy with the smell of alcohol that he felt its likely that he could be drunk on it just by standing too close to her. "Depends on the tattoo" he hedged. "… And a few other things, what did you have in mind." He resisted the urge to touch the cheek where she had so -very- carefully pressed the second hand kiss to his cheek. He decided that he was fairly glad she hadn't planted it there first hand. The idea of being kissed first hand by her right now was about as enthralling as the idea of romancing a bottle of mouthwash.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 6:22 pm
"I wan'it.." Cee walked in, turned and flopped down on his bed. "Mmmmmm.." She indulged a moment to roll there, all tits and hips and alcoholic aura. Cee inhaled deeply, exhaled, and went still for a second before she popped up. "So I wan'it.." She started to lift her shirt.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 6:47 pm
"WOAH woah woah, hold on! Couple things to ah…to cover here first." He said holding his hands up both to shield himself from the… not inconsiderably attractive curves of the young woman writhing on his bed, but also to, he hoped stop her from stripping too. "It's not happening tonight would be the most important thing. You're MUCH…much too drunk."
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 6:51 pm
"Wut?" Cee stopped puling her shirt up and stared at Zac, slightly puzzled. "I'm like maybe... kinda drunk." She was squinting and motioning with her hands. "But c'mon we got magic weapons that like decreases the amount of drunk by like... a quarter."
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 7:14 pm
"Well, that's both good to know and, also alarming." he said with a small nod. "If for no other reason than I have the suspicion that if you did NOT have that advantage you'd already be throwing up, orrrr dead, really not sure." He grimaced slightly. "Let me get you some water?" he offered, "Then we can decide what kind of tattoo you might want when you're sober?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 7:27 pm
"Nooo I'm a profeshnal." She waved her hands. "Stop stop no water. You got any chips though? This b***h could eaaaaaat.." Cee looked around the room a moment, then flopped forward and hung her head under the bed, "Any porno mags? Nooooooooo AND BOOZE." She yanked out a cheap half empty bottle and held it up victoriously. "I aready know what tattoo." A phone was pulled from her ample clevage and fumbled with.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 7:34 pm
"I've got some cheddar-fish things in the…NOnonono…you don't need ANY more booze!" He hurried over to try and carefully wrest the cheep rotgut from her. "Besides its um… actually water. It's a trap for people who try and steal booze." He fibbed. "Here, you take the goldfish, you'll like them a LOT better, you don't want water so give me the bottle…and…god how did that even stay in there." He had to admit a sort of 'black hole' fascination with where she'd been keeping that. He cleared his throat and tore his gaze away. "Drunk makes for bad tattooing… you'd bleed like a stuck pig." He assured her.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 7:56 pm
Cee thankfully didn't fight the removal of the bottle once he mentioned goldfish. "Gol'fish? Aw s**t yea." She grabby handed until the package was given over and she began to munch greedily. "These things're so ******** good." Her phone had been discarded to the mattress but she nodded to it. "There.. Like'at." There was a picture of a tattoo up on the screen.
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Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2014 8:04 pm
He took the tattoo and studded it for a moment, blinking and then nodding slightly at the feminine and intricate design and placement. "It's… lovely. But it's not happening tonight." He repeated and patted her shoulder gently. "Is there are reason you're drunk as a skunk? Are you alright?" He might know her, really only through the prank with Ever but, that didn't mean he couldn't be at least a little worried at the degree of her inebriation.
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Posted: Tue Oct 28, 2014 5:25 am
"You suck.." The words were crunched through a mouth full of goldfish. The crackers, as they filled her stomach, were takin just a slight edge off of her drunk. "M'fine." Except it was a week day and she seemed to be going out of her way to bother strangers. "What I can' jus' drink when I wanna?" Cee leaned back into the bed now and didn't seem like she'd be leaving immediately.
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