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Post by Ryan Andrews on Aug 22, 2007 12:13:13 GMT -5
So she just thought that it felt very weird, she did have a high pain tolerance. Because he'd heard people complain when they got tattoos that it hurt. "Well, yeah it probably does feel weird. But in a way it's kind of a cool feeling. Then again, that might just be me being crazy again." He said and then looked at her and smiled, he was surprised that she didn't just stereotype him as the wild and crazy party boy like most people did. Maybe she didn't do that because she loved parties too, probably as much as he did. He heard her question so he really studied what had been done on to her. "Well, it's basically just the outline of it now. But it looks really cool, trust me you're not going to be disappointed my dear." He said and then smiled at her, he laughed slightly when she squealed. "Yeah, but if you were already drunk then you wouldn't have the pleasure of drinking with me. So think of it that way and it might not hurt as bad." He said and then looked at her, he knew that probably didn't make any sense.
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Post by MacKenzie Blake on Aug 23, 2007 10:10:00 GMT -5
MacKenzie got more and more excited about her butterfly by the minute. "Yeah, it is quite cool," she said regarding the way her tattoo felt, "I'm already thinking of ideas for my next one." She winked to show that she was at least half joking.
When Ryan spoke about the "pleasure" of drinking him, she laughed a little at his confidence. She had heard many stories about Ryan's drinking, so was quite interested to see what it was going to be like. "Yeah, I think I'm looking forward to drinking with you. I get the impression you can drink a lot," she said, smiling.
In fact, part of her wished for this process to be hurried up so they could move on to the fun part of the day.
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Post by Ryan Andrews on Aug 23, 2007 10:33:15 GMT -5
"Well, if you're thinking up ideas for you next one then I guess I probably should too. Then again, if I got another one my parents might cut my cash flow off. And that really would be a tragedy." He said and then looked at her and smiled, he knew that she was joking about already thinking up ideas for her next one. It wouldn't surprise him if she got another tattoo though. But he wondered what it would be like if his parents cut his flow of cash off, he might actually have to cut back with his spending. Either that or he'd have to get a job and he couldn't see that happening. He heard her say that she got the impression that he drank a lot, it was true he drank often. Although he had to cut back during the school year and that was why he really wasn't looking forward to school starting. "Well, your impression is right then. I don't drink the same thing though I like to go with a variety. I don't even know how many different kinds of alcohol are in the house. There's a lot of it though." He said and then wondered if he should let her into his parents wine cellar to play. It wasn't like they'd notice if anything was missing.
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Post by MacKenzie Blake on Aug 23, 2007 10:51:35 GMT -5
MacKenzie thought about how badly it would affect her if her Dad cut her off - it didn't bear thinking about. After all, she wasn't the type of the girl that could work a part-time job, it just wasn't her style. Not being able to buy designer shoes would drive her crazy. "Excellent, we can sample lots of alcohol then. Are your parents away?" she asked, assuming they didn't know about his partying habits. "I'd hate to live with my parents," she added, "They drive me nuts. The only good thing about my Dad is that he gives me money."
She realized how shallow that sounded but she felt that Ryan didn't mind that about her. He was very like her, she thought, and understood her using her parents for cash.
The tattoo artist smiled up at her and said, "That's you, I'm all done." She couldn't believe how quickly time had passed, and excited, sat up, desperate to see her tattoo. He went over the aftercare instructions with her but she was too excited to think much about them.
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Post by Ryan Andrews on Aug 23, 2007 11:06:13 GMT -5
"My parents are away ninety five percent of the time. Even during school breaks they'll come home one day for Christmas or something and then they'll leave the next day. When they are home they're usually off in their offices anyway. They don't drive me nuts most of the time since my dad can't really say anything about my partying because he did the same thing when he was younger." He said and then smiled at her, he'd heard stories about his father's younger years and in his opinion his dad was a lot worse then him. He heard the artist say that the tattoo was done and his eyes wandered over to it. He did have to admit, it did look very nice and now there could be a reason for their little party. "Ok, let me pay for it and then we can be out of here." He said and dug the credit card out of his pocket and made his way over to the counter and a few moments later it was all taken care of. Like he'd expected they hadn't cared him full price for it which meant that it would be a lot easier to tell his parents he'd just gotten his touched up or something.
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Post by MacKenzie Blake on Aug 23, 2007 11:20:36 GMT -5
"Awesome, I love it," Mackenzie said, as Ryan paid for her tattoo. They'd charged less than she had expected them to, which must have made Ryan happy.
"I know what you mean. My Dad's always in New York working or with his new girlfriend, he hardly ever visits. And my mom is too busy fighting with him over the phone to notice me," MacKenzie told him.
They wandered out of the tattoo place and over to the car. She adored her new tattoo, although she knew it would just be something else for people at school to gossip about.
"So," Kenzie said, "Are we partying now?"
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Post by Ryan Andrews on Aug 23, 2007 11:55:51 GMT -5
He listened to what she said, he actually felt sorry for her because he couldn't imagine what it must be like to have your parents fighting all the time. Even though it was just over the phone. "My parents don't really argue that much but I'm thinking it's because they don't really see too much of each other." He said as he put the credit card back into his pocket and took out his car keys. He quickly unlocked the car and he heard her question, he really couldn't wait to party with her. But now they would be in about five minutes or so. "Yes, were are partying now. As soon as we get back to my house I'll show you the very nice alcohol closet. And then, if you want I'll let you play in the wine cellar that's my parents." He said and then got into the car and started it up. He knew that the odds were pretty good that he'd end up passing out, but he didn't think that MacKenzie would mind. Or at least he hoped that she wouldn't mind.
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Post by MacKenzie Blake on Aug 23, 2007 12:20:01 GMT -5
MacKenzie smiled at the thought of their party, and even more at the thought of his parents' wine closet... that sounded like fun and she loved wine. She wondered what and how much he planned on drinking... she could drink quite a lot for a girl of her size. She knew she would end up getting wasted and doing something stupid, but she didn't imagine that Ryan would mind.
She climbed into the car and turned the radio on again. She needed some good dance tunes to get her into the party spirit. Singing along with the radio, she redid her lip gloss and eye liner in the mirror. She had long ago perfected the art of putting her make-up on in a moving vehicle.
"So where do you stay anyway?" Kenzie asked him, imagining him in a huge expensive house.
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Post by Ryan Andrews on Aug 23, 2007 14:14:10 GMT -5
"I stay at my parents house that's in the Glendale section of town. The house is huge and it's got a nice sized pool in the back. I thought about moving over to the dorms but it just would seen very weird after being in that huge house for so long." He said as he pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road. Some people called the house a mansion but he didn't know if it was that big or not. But compared to his house, most of the other ones did seem a little small. "By the way, I apologize in advance if I end up making out with you or something. Since I've been told that when I've got too much alcohol in me if I see a nice looking girl that usually happens. So, maybe to prevent that from happening I'll just drink a little bit." He said and then wondered when the last time was that he'd just drank a little bit. It probably was at one of his parents parties that they held. He could remember the first time that his parents had let him have wine, it had been really bitter and he could remember he actually said he hated alcohol. Now that statement just seemed very funny to him, since he loved alcohol and drinking.
A few minutes later he was pulling up to his house and he stopped the car a short way away from the steps. He knew that nobody else was coming over here today so it really didn't matter where he parked his car. "And now we're here so maybe I'll let you in on one of my darkest secrets later." He said and then grinned at her, she'd probably be surprised once she found out he could play the piano.
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Post by MacKenzie Blake on Aug 23, 2007 15:02:29 GMT -5
MacKenzie grinned when he said he may make out with her - it was obvious he'd never seen her drunk before. "Don't worry about it, I'm always making out with people when drunk," she said, laughing, "In fact you're probably relatively tame drunk compared to me."
She climbed out of the car and looked up at Ryan's house, it was certainly nice and you could tell he had money. She wondered what his dark secret is, and was anxious to find out.
"Since you've got a pool, we could go for a swim later," she joked, wondering how serious he thought she was. The truth was that even she didn't know the answer to that question. Ryan brought out her adventurous side, and she said and did things that were daring and spontaneous even by her own standards.
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Post by Ryan Andrews on Aug 23, 2007 15:34:17 GMT -5
"Really, well I guess that we'll just have to see about that. I don't think that you climb into your car through and open sunroof because you think you locked your keys in your car. But the keys are really in your pocket." He said and then looked at her and waited for her to start laughing. People actually had video of that and he did have to admit that it wasn't one of his finest moments. One time he'd actually been convinced that there were poisonous bugs crawling on his and he'd whipped his shirt off and ran around screaming. But normally, he wouldn't do things like that usually he'd end up making out with a girl, or saying random things that didn't really make sense. "If you want to go swimming that's fine with me. You just can't do it when you're really drunk because I don't want you to drown on me." He said and then got out of the car and walked up the steps and opened the door to the home.
Once he was inside he looked around for a moment to make sure none of his sisters were home. But once he was sure that they were gone he wondered where he should bring MacKenzie first. Maybe he'd just let her decide what to do from here.
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Post by MacKenzie Blake on Aug 23, 2007 16:22:40 GMT -5
She giggled at Ryan's story, and said, "Yeah fair enough, but I have been known to dance on tables if you get me drunk enough."
She followed him inside and looked around Ryan's house for a moment, waiting for him to lead her somewhere. She hadn't thought that she'd end up at a boy's house today, and now that she was here she wasn't sure what to do. She thought for a minute about what people from school would think of her going to the house of a boy she barely knew, and imagined that it would be all over the gossip column in a few days.
Right now she didn't care though, she just wanted to have fun.
"So what now?" Kenzie asked.
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Post by Ryan Andrews on Aug 27, 2007 11:37:21 GMT -5
((-Pokes self- remind me to read the post before I hit the post reply button))
"I've been known to dance on tables when I wasn't drunk. But currently there isn't anything on the tables here so feel free to I guess." He said and then looked at her and smiled before heading into the kitchen he made his way over to the a closet door and opened it up revealing numerous bottles of alcohol. "There's more in the fridge if you don't like warm alcohol." He said and then made his way over to the fridge, he didn't really like it when alcohol was served warm for some reason. So he just assumed that she might be the same way. After opening the fridge he looked around in it before he spotted what he was looking for, a half finished bottle of vodka. He didn't really like it too much but today, he felt like drinking it for some reason. Besides, vodka went right through him and he needed to consume a ton of it to even get slightly drunk. He then got out a glass and poured some of the contents of the bottle into it.
"So, let's get this party started. I suppose that if you wanted music to go with this party you could mess around with the stereo. You just have to keep it down during the day because the neighbors complain and if I get them angry they'll tell my parents." He said and then looked at her, he turned the stereo up really loud at night when he knew that everybody else was fast asleep so they wouldn't notice how loud it was.
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