#deadbeatenough

Hey.. *not sure whether or not to post this* “Of course ya don’t mun.” Go make some brownies Dean or retrieve the frosting for me.. “No.” Dean… “Fine.”

Like always, Tora hadn't really spoken to him much at school. It wasn't like she was actively avoiding him, but what did one say after how he always brought her home and took care of her, because thank you didn't seem enough. And because he'd just left the night before, it wasn't like he knew what party she'd be at next. She'd found herself stumbling up her driveway, but her feet stopped, her eyes settling on Jericho's house. Her drunk mind wanted to see him. Tora scaled the side of his house without much difficulty, opening the window of his bedroom and crawling inside, making sure to make no nose. It was late and he was still motionless in bed. "Wolfey." She murmured the nickname she gave him when they were kids, crawling into his bed and resting on top of him with her thighs straddling his hips. "Jeeeere. Wake up." She whispered in his ear, leaving a little kiss there.

          The air of the party was heavy: smoke wafted through the rooms, people cheered and yelled, music blared, and the whole place reeked of alcohol. If Tora had been in a more sober state, she would've known to be out at the end of the driveway, waiting for Jericho to take her home. Somewhere she should've remembered Jericho was probably out there looking for her, but it was the first time they'd ever done something like this, she'd always gotten rides home from other people at the party... which was probably why he'd brought up bringing her home, no drunk driving that way. But like so many nights, Tora was drunk off her ass and knowing exactly where she should be wasn't a possibility. All she could focus on was trying to see straight and having a good time. 

exodus: one of your friends just asked if i was free tonight

exodus: with a winky face

exodus: one of your friends just asked if i was free tonight

exodus: with a winky face