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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 19:37:11 GMT
I hand her a firewhiskey. "What brings you here?"
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 19:39:21 GMT
"Stress." I say, taking off the top of the bottle of firewhiskey and taking a big swig. "You?" I ask.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 19:40:36 GMT
"Boredness. And the minister of magic is thinking that he is going crazy, cause my rat died and he saw me here." I say drinking my firewhiskey.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 19:42:09 GMT
"Minister of magic?" I say confused and look around the pub, taking another big gulp of firewhiskey.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 19:43:43 GMT
"Yeah, I hid under the table when I saw him. He yelled and ran out of the pub"
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 19:45:13 GMT
"Interesting." I smile and take another swig of firewhiskey, finishing my first bottle.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 19:49:47 GMT
I finish my 17 bottle and grab another.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 19:51:43 GMT
I pick up another bottle and drink half of it in one go "How much have you already had?" I ask and finish my second bottle in another big gulp.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 19:52:17 GMT
"Um.......18 I say grabbing another and drinking it.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 19:53:59 GMT
"That's alot, i'm surprised you're not on the floor already." I say and pick up another bottle, drinking half of it.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 19:56:02 GMT
"I dont get drunk that easily." I say with a laugh.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 19:57:12 GMT
"I do." I giggle and finish my third bottle.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 19:59:10 GMT
I laugh and grab another. "When I get in the 20s is when I start to get drunk."
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 20:02:18 GMT
"This i've got to see." I say and start on my forth bottle, already begining to feel a bit tipsy.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 20:03:19 GMT
I laugh. "You just might" I say getting my 21st bottle.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 20:06:13 GMT
I laugh and finish my bottle "Should i be warned for anything?" I ask and start on my fifth bottle.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 20:07:10 GMT
"I might be worse than I was on the pitch." I say smiling.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 20:07:58 GMT
"I'll look foreward to it." I smirk and take another swig of my bottle.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 20:08:22 GMT
I laugh and drink another. I was starting to get drunk.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 20:11:22 GMT
I finish my fifth bottle and start on my sixth, i was definately tipsy now.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 20:12:53 GMT
I start on my 25th bottle. I was drunk and I put my arm around Bella's shoulder.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 20:19:11 GMT
I look up from now my seventh bottle and smile slightly drunkenly at him.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 20:19:42 GMT
I smile and kiss her cheek.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 20:25:58 GMT
I give out a giggle and take another swig of my bottle, finishing it off. I turn around and give him a quick peck on the lips, before turning back and starting on my eighth bottle.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 20:27:19 GMT
I smile and grab another Firewhiskey, taking a drink from it.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 20:30:13 GMT
I finish my bottle and start to feel full on drunk now "I like you Ricky, you make me smile." I mumble.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 20:31:44 GMT
"I like you to Bella. And look really sexy in quidditch robes" I say thinking back to the pitch.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 20:36:59 GMT
"So do you." I grin and run a hand down his chest.
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Post by Ricky Jamison on Apr 25, 2007 20:37:30 GMT
I smile and move her hair, kissing down her neck.
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Post by Isabella Knox on Apr 25, 2007 20:41:37 GMT
I bite my lip as he kisses down my neck and run my fingers through his hair with one hand, while using my other hand to draw shapes on his chest with my fingers.
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