for : @vroomzz / mirlande !
dallas' quick diminuendo from tipsy to pissed-drunk was an easy feat with frozen margaritas and a tower of tacos that was plucked straight from his highest fantasies. he wasn't sloppy, per se, only a blabbering mess that had him rambling within any willing ear. he found himself yelling, at times, combatting the bass of not only car stereos but the parade of retro boomboxes that seemed to line the block. " hiiiiii. " dimpled smile and all. " can i hang out with you here ? a couple of my buddies 'n these people started um ... like, swearing at each other, or whatever ? i don't wanna get punched today, 'n it's nasty to get hit with a wanton elbow. "








