@furics
“this is bloody disgusting,” her shrill voice started, heated. the entire idea of it was distasteful on her tongue. starting to turn over an entire bottle of vodka, taking chugs and letting out loud noises of. ‘ew’s, blehs, i’m going to be sick’ mixed in with more drinking, lots of pacing back and forth in alecto’s room. her more than revealing dress left little to the imagination, she loved it that way. her body moved as graceful as a dancer, even when she was acting crazed. bella was starting to burn a hole where her heels kept clicking around. “you’re fucking sirius? as in, more than once?” bewildered eyes stared into alec’s, she threw her hands up and the bottle went crashing with it. she felt some glass cut her cheek. “out of all of us, you picked him? has the entire system of our society iced over like the fiery depths of hell! if you were needing to get off you know where i am?” she was confused by all of this news. her intoxication not making it better, a maniacal bout of laughter emanated around the room. “are you attempting to get some trade secrets out of his dick? he can hardly get off of james’s?” she wasn’t actually angry at her best friend, more disgusted that she let someone like him touch her. “unlikely.”
