Living room (Closed)

" Three for all fuck 'em all! Its not like they would get why I or you are doing any of it any way. Whats the point in trying to explain only to be shot down time and time again. DUDE!! Wear a dark cloak while you do it and speak in a raspy voice. Luke....-hehehehehooooohehooo- I am your... -die a little- father." She laughed

"Yeah I've been down that road. Never got a chance to explain and then Luke just goes and says I'm groveling. I mean what the hell was that and then going to me fucking Tyler was just a little too far. Oh shit I need to get him back for that!" Blaire said putting her hands together.

"This is the year for evil revenge! MAWHAHAHAHA!" Blaire laughed.

"What did you think of the evil laugh? I'm testing out different ones." Blaire smiled.

"One can only try to understand so much until there head explodes."

Looking at Blaire a little laughing. "Work on the evil laugh it dose not make my soul want to go hide in a hole."

Shaking her head while laughing she smiled thinking about Blaire. "Well my short legged friend. What are you going to do now?"

"You want anything to drink?" She began to get up from the couch.

Going over to a cabinet she popped it opened it up. "Well I don't have any of that but I do have juice boxes and Vodka... thats it." Smiling slightly.

Bring over a juice box and two glasses along with the bottle. "Well. Would you like your juice with your vodka or vodka with your juice?"

Tipping the bottle to the side a little liquid pored out quickly falling in to the short glass. Squeezing the juice in as well handing her the glass. "Here you are." Setting the juice box down on the table she took hold of the glass bottle poring a shot. "To living."

Walking into the house for the first time in what seemed like a week and a half maybe longer. It no longer felt like a home to her rather just an empty place where possessions where kept that held no meaning any longer. It was strange house it almost felt like the house was rejecting her presence in it all together.
Drawing most of the shades closed she stripped off everything she was wearing except the too small tank-top and black jeans she had on at the moment. Dropping the sun glasses on the floor going over to a small where things were kept. Pulling out a bottle full of toxic looking green liquid and turning on the radio that started to play dark music in the back round, giving the room an eerie unwelcoming surroundings. A glass was taking off a shelf as Cazz walked back to the couch stepping on the glasses she had left on the floor.
Sooner then later the bottle was on the floor along with the liquid, some of it on the dark colored floor, most of it in her body running threw her veins like fire. The feeling though was not as great as she thought it would be. Hardly being able to think she did know it was possibly toxic not to sure for some reason for it had no label but that matter little to her at the moment.
The ring around her eyes you could count almost showing how many weeks she had not had slept. This day being her fifth she thought to celebrate the little a achievement that she had only made once before this time. Drinking what was left in her glass as she threw it against the fire place that was never used. Trying to pull herself up once before staying on the couch giving up as soon as she started.
Cazz hated to be drunk but hated the feeling of thinking more at this time more then anything else at this point. Closing her eyes for a moment before opening them up she began to softly sing with the radio blocking everything else at the moment.

Finely being able to get up she lazily walked over to a draw pulling out a bottle of pills before shaking a few of them into her hand and swallowing. They left a bitter taste in her mouth as she moved around the house looking for something decent to wear.
Finding a yellow jacket and a pair of bright red jeans she changed. Walking up to a mirror Cazz tapped her wand to her head making the black hair she once had go back to its original color. Smiling a bit before running her hand threw it she grabbed the bag that was by the door leaving once more.

Walking into the house slowly flipping on the light looking at the things the owls dropped slightly surprised. Walking over to the letter she took it in to her hand reading the front before quickly reading the back. Smiling she looked around the room for the black book. Letting the letter flutter to the floor while walking over to the book that was on top of the fire place. Taking it in to her hand while looking for a pen.

Stumbling over to the red book she grabbed it quickly reading over the page. Before sending another.

(.......)

(Aly yes the Red is green. I presume that is what called for .....)

Gay Pink

Sprawled out waiting *wink wink*
Just Kidding luv
~Luke
p.s. Thanks to you I feel like my own self. You, Aly, Vanity and Misery pushed me to go to the Ball.

(Hey! Alex kinda pushed you too! She said Misery was free...
And I think you know what really called for the "...")

(fixed it...and no i don't)

shemale grey

Holy Shit! Vanity is such a....(the last word was smudge)

You should have been there. Misery and I pulled off the most spectacular prank soaking everyone to the bone.