Status: closed @riverpatel
Location: barn dance
The molly River gave Angel is finally hitting, and the timing could not be more perfect. Honestly, under sober circumstances, she’d have to be high to even be caught dead at the barn dance. Now that she is, in fact, proper high and then some, she’s having the time of her fucking life. The lights, the music, they’re radiating inside of her, vibrating in her veins and coursing through her entire body, tingling her brain and moving right down to the soles of her feet. Honestly, Angel swears she’s floating in the middle of the makeshift dance floor with River.
“Gonna have a little fun, gonna get me some,” Angel happily sings along to the words of the country chorus she’s finally picking up on, blending right in to say this isn’t her usual scene. She blinks heavily trying to get her eyes to focus in on River as her smile grows wider and wider. She leans into them, her lips close enough to brush against their ear. “I didn’t know they could party like this,” Angel admits, speaking just loud enough for them to hear her before laughing at her own amusement.











