Imogen’s innocence became more apparent to Bianca as time went on. She didn’t mind explaining things to the less experienced girl, mostly because she did enjoy to hear herself speak in the first place. “Basically, you say something you’ve never done prefaced with, “Never have I ever…” and if the other person has, they take a shot. If the opposite person has never done it, the person who said it takes a shot.” She filled her cup once more, realizing she was consuming quite a large amount fairly quickly. Most recently when she would drink, she was alone, so in light of being around someone else she was going harder than usual. She smiled at Imogen’s compliment but didn’t respond, skipping past what she would consider to be the mushy stuff and getting into the game. “Let’s start now.” She told her, pausing for a moment to lick her lips before jumping in. “Okay, never have I ever… gone streaking.” It was fairly difficult for Bianca to find something she hadn’t done before. In comparison to most of the people she knew, she always had much more of what she considered to be life experience than the others. Somehow her life had worked out that way. She smiled as she waited for Imogen’s answer, expecting that she’d probably be taking the first shot.
Imogen listened closely as Bianca explained the rules of this little game to her and she nodded here and there to let her know she was listening. “Okay. Got it,” she replied and nodded—or at least she hoped she had it. Imogen nodded once more when Bianca suggested they go ahead and start; she felt like this was a pretty good idea since Bianca had already downed one glass of the stuff. She held on to her glass and waited while Bianca thought of a ‘never’ to say. She giggled at the one she chose and she shook her head. “Okay so.. If I haven’t done it, you have to take a shot,” she said more to herself, working out the simple rule in her mind. She smiled. “Well then I suppose you get to take a shot Bianca DeSousa,” she said and chuckled once more. She waited for the girl to follow through with it which she did rather willingly and Imogen tried to think of something that wasn’t completely lame. “Ummmm…” She tapped her chin with her free hand as she ran a few ideas through her head and she finally landed on something she remembered seeing in a television show just a few days earlier. “Okay. Um. Never I have I ever made out with someone..in an elevator,” she concluded with a small, satisfied nod. She assumed that the point of this game was to see what sort of more mischievous things the other had gotten into so she didn’t want to say something stupid like, ‘never have I ever been to Niagara Falls.’ She waited for Bianca to either take a shot or for it to be her own turn to do so.
“Do I do this often?” She asked, letting out a small giggle. She could sense Imogen’s obvious hesitation but decided to let it slide instead of commenting. Bee didn’t want to make her uncomfortable because she was fully aware of how awkward any first time could be. She nodded, before answering Imo’s question. “I guess so, maybe once or twice a week. It’s fun, especially at parties.” Grabbing the other glass she had carried in, she poured Imogen half a cup and placed the bottle on her bedside table. “You don’t have to get totally smashed if you don’t want to. It’s not a big deal though, I’ll take care of you.” She told her, smiling over. She was sure that she could manage being drunk and taking care of drunk Imogen if she tried. “We can have a fun night together. Are you staying over?” She asked, leaning back against one of the pillows on her bed. “Want to play a game or something? Like never have I ever?” She knew that just sitting there drinking probably wouldn’t be as fun if they didn’t make an attempt to spice things up. It was her duty to make sure Imogen would have a good first time drinking, not something she wouldn’t even remember. “We should do this more often, by the way. We haven’t hung out too much and I just actually enjoy having you around.” It was nice to have another female to hang out with. For the most part she kept to herself or stuck around guys so it had been a while since she’d spent time with another female. Surprisingly, Imogen didn’t seem to get on her nerves like other girls would so she was grateful for that. It did help that Imogen came off so innocently. It was fun to spend time with someone less experienced than her so they could rub off on each other.
Imogen was a little surprised at how frequently Bianca supposedly drank and she wondered if she got drunk every time. She took the now half-full glass that Bianca handed her and she stared at the drink inside of it. Imogen nodded. “Yeah I probably will if that’s alright. I don’t think driving home would be wise. Even if I were to make it there I’m sure my mom and dad would notice something was off,” she replied. She took the time Bianca used to ask another question to take a small sip of her drink. She was definitely a lot more prepared for the taste this time since she’d taken that shot earlier so she didn’t wince again. “Sure. We can play never have I ever,” she replied and paused. “Umm. Remind me how to play that?” She asked, trying to play it off like she knew how to play but she was sure it was probably obvious that she didn’t. She couldn’t help but wonder a little if Bianca wanted Imogen to drink because she didn’t quite like her sober when Bianca brought up almost the very same subject and Imogen couldn’t help but smile. “I enjoy having you around too,” she replied and perked up a little. “I like how you don’t seem to let anything get to you. It’s like you’re some kind of rock solid fortress or something,” she said and chuckled a little, deciding she probably sounded silly. “Now. On to this game of yours?” She suggested with a small smile. “Or should we drink more first?” She asked, her inexperience showing yet again.
Bianca couldn’t help but be excited knowing Imogen was going to be coming over. She was going to get drunk whether someone came over or not, but now she could combine her two favorite activities - getting drunk and corrupting the innocent. Bianca actually really liked Imogen. From the short interaction they had the year before combined with the time they had spent at the studio together recently, she knew that Imogen was pretty cool. The type most people would look over or be hesitant to get to know, for sure. Bianca wasn’t the type of person to judge off of shit like that, or at least she wasn’t anymore. It was something she had to work on, but after she realized how much of a douche she had been judging people from their exterior, she decided to try. She dug through her closet, searching for a comfortable pair of cotton shorts and a tank top she normally wore to dance. Once she was dressed, she made her way towards her small kitchen, pulling the bottle she had been saving for a rainy day out of the freezer. Just as she began to pour herself the first shot of the night, she heard a few soft knocks at the door. Walking over, she pulled it open and smiled towards the girl that stood in front of her. “Hey Imo.” She greeted, pulling the door wide open so there was room for her to walk in. “I’m about to be great, what about you?” She closed the door behind the two of them, walking back over towards the kitchen to finish preparing her drink. She pulled out another shot glass, pouring some for Imogen and passing it over. “Drink up, if you’re going to do it you might as well just get it started now.” She told her, grabbing the shot glass she had prepared for herself and quickly downed the shot of Smirnoff. “It’s green apple, you’ll like it.” She assured her as she went to pour herself an actually glass. She picked up the bottle, her glass, and a spare glass for Imogen and carried it over to her room. “Follow me.” She told Imogen before entering the doors that lead towards the her room and plopped down on the bed.
As soon as she walked in she saw the bottle sitting on the kitchen counter along with a shot glass. Imogen looked at the setup hesitantly before she registered that Bianca had returned her question. She shook her head and looked back over at Bianca and she followed her to the counter. “I’m alright,” she replied, trying not to let her nerves show through her voice. She watched intently as Bianca poured a shot glass full and then another. Imogen had only just taken the glass from her when Bianca downed her own glass. She took a quick sniff of it and she wrinkled her nose up. “I do like green apple candies..” She commented hesitantly. Deciding to just get it over with she raised the glass to her lips and tipped it back. She swallowed the small amount she’d poured for her and squeezed her eyes shut and wrinkled her nose up again. She pursed her lips and shook her head before opening her eyes back up and letting her face relax. “Hm… Not bad,” she said and chuckled a little at the face she’d just made. She obviously couldn’t see it but she was sure it was amusing at best so she figured it’d be easier to just laugh at herself as she usually did. She finished off the little bit remaining and noticed Bianca grabbing larger glasses. She pushed herself off of the counter and she followed Bianca into her bedroom. “So uh.. Do you do this often? Get drunk, that is?” She asked, unsure how to even address it in a conversation without sounding like a total noob. She sat down on Bianca’s bed and she stared at the two glasses. “So do I have to get totally drunk? Can’t I just get a teensy bit tipsy?” She asked and held up her index finger and thumb and she closed one eye, peering at Bianca through her fingers.
A smile spread across Imogen’s face as she closed her laptop and pushed herself off of her bed. She still hadn’t changed out of her school uniform so she quickly slipped out of the khaki pants, replacing them with a pair of skinny jeans, and she pulled off her blue polo and replaced it with a Dead Hand v-neck tee. She glanced at herself in the mirror to make sure her hair still looked alright before she grabbed her phone, turned off her light, and made her way downstairs. “Dad! I’m going out! I might stay with Bianca tonight!” She added. If she was going to be drinking she knew she probably shouldn’t drive back home, especially since she’d never been drunk before. She was a little nervous about that part but she trusted Bianca and didn’t feel like she would put her in harm’s way so she was going to go for it. Plus, she figured it’d be good life experience for her acting in case she ever had to play a role where her character got drunk. She picked up her keys and realized she didn’t have an extra pair of clothes but she figured she could fit into at least something Bianca had so she let her laziness win over and she walked out. The drive to Bianca’s wasn’t a very familiar one but she had been there a few times so she knew about where it was. She pulled up into the parking lot of the apartment complex and made her way up to Bianca’s number. She knocked a few times on the door and stood back, patiently waiting for an answer. A smile appeared on her face when the door opened and she gave a small wave. “Hey!” She greeted her happily. “How are you?” She asked before she stepped inside the apartment.
Is it safe?
Would I ever lead you astray?
I’d like to think not!
Well, I wouldn’t. So come over.
I’ll be there soon. :)
Is it safe?
Would I ever lead you astray?
I’d like to think not!
Nope. Can’t say that I have.
Want to?
Is it safe?
La la la bored~
You should come over.
Oh hi! :)
That sounds good! What are we doing?
Have you ever gotten drunk?
Nope. Can’t say that I have.
La la la bored~
You should come over.
Oh hi! :)
That sounds good! What are we doing?
