vclenti:
“yeah? didn’t you see the club? it smelled like pee and weed, i wasn’t a fan. i wanted something high end, fancy. someone who brings me champagne in a glass and hits on me wanting me to be a sugar baby.” he teased, "aw, orion do you want to go to the beach in mykonos? i think i can find you a nice suitable man.“ he reaches to pinch her cheeks, leaving a faint pinkish mark in his wake. "i think after driving i’ve gained 10 brain cells, i’m so good at driving. no one died, duh.”
“meh, they’re all the same to me. either way, you got booze and you got girls, didn’t you ?” she shrugs nonchalantly, frowning when he reaches up to pinch her cheeks. “it was pretty entertaining the first half hour watching everyone drink their asses off and try to get laid, but i got bored real quick after that, so i just called a cab and went home. seriously, why’d i even bother coming ? i could’ve stayed home and hacked into the cctv cameras to watch and it’d be the same thing as me being there.” orion mumbles, exhaling a deep sigh at the thought of all the time she wasted last night. “no one died but we were nearly on the brink of death last time you had your hands anywhere near a wheel, dumbass. you probably have a lot less brain cells than 10 if you still think you’re a good driver. do you not remember the way you make your turns ? remember when all of us almost broke our necks that one day ? you’re a terrible driver but you’d make a hell of a grand theft auto player though, just saying.”
