Greyson Christopher Eeyore

Isis giggled and then pecked his cheek. “Wow. You are very fucked, huh? How much did you drink?” She leaned close to him as they walked, letting her whole body touch his at her movements. Laughing at his words she shrugged. “Right back at you. I thought this night was going to be shit too.”

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isis grinned at him. “I’m so glad I found you here.” Getting closet to him, she went it for a small hug, smiling as she pulled away, keeping her face close to his. She was probably drunker than what she’d originally thought, but who cared. “I will, come on.” She pulled back, holding his arm and walking out of the place.

“Oh...same...” He chuckled softly, placing his arms around Isis, he smiled at the distance between their faces, his words slurring at the end. “Long time no...see.” Even after they broke apart, Grey’s arm was still wrapped around her waist, until she looped them together. He enjoyed the air hitting his face, taking in a deep breath. “Here I thought this night would suck. Thanks.” Grey turned to Isis, giving her a wink.

“No. I’m officially giving up, at least for now.” She glared at the girl’s retreating back. “I think you and I have different definitions of cool.” She took the bottle and rolled her eyes playfully. “Payaso. Tell me the plan.” 

“I think you’re cool, should I take that back too?” He gave her a mock-questioning look. Grey then smiled deviously. “Come with me to New York. One day! They won’t realize we’re gone.”