#rio.interactions

where: lake party

❝ note to self, offer to help with the margaritas next time, ❞ rio looked in the cup inquisitively. ❝ they're not bad but not as good as they could've been. maybe it's because i prefer mine on the rocks. ❞ the blended ones could be a touch too much frozen for them. ❝ hey, do they make you wait till you're twenty one to drink still or take the international route now that the town's no longer under federal law standards? ❞

❝ i don't know about those onions, they look unripe. ❞ they wanted to bring something to add for the barbeque and had most of the ingredients but was still struggling on a few. ❝ i'm starting to wonder why i didn't take up baking in between my deviant activities, seems like it's so much easier ingredient wise. ❞ truly rio didn't have the patience for baking. they looked over at sasha and let out a breath of a laugh. ❝ think this is too domesticated? a slippery slope before going to a town hall meeting and, i don't know, coaching a little league team or some mierda. ❞ despite being in town a few months, the whole thing was still surreal to her. it wasn't sinking in quite right. the smile faded and she gave sasha an apologetic look. ❝ anyways, think i should get these or give up on the onions and use scallions or something? ❞