#robinkirby

“Robin!” Izzy giggled, dancing up to her friend a little clumsily. When she reached her she put both of her hands on the other girl’s wrists, shaking her arms excitedly with her words. “I love this song, you have to dance with me, come on! You look like, wow, by the way. Super super super hot.” She didn’t usually let go like this -- it was a control issue thing, but, around Vic sometimes she let her guard down too much. One tequila shot had turned into two, and three, and four... next thing she knew Victoria was long gone from her and Izzy was... well. Smashed.