“I’m Maddy, and hell yes,” she responded, shaking back with a hand that was slender but squeezed with confidence. “I’ve never turned down a drink in my life.” Bringing the cup of tokens near her face, she dabbed at her eyelashes with her thumb. She wasn’t used to the feeling of mascara on them. It felt burdensome to blink. “That’s a better idea anyway. I was thinking of going up to the roof, but I’d just jump in the pool in my dress and ruin the whole thing.”
She knew Brian was up there. He liked the band. She thought they blew chunks and didn’t mind expressing her contempt loudly. Another reason to stay downstairs.
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on 2013-09-22 11:18 pm (UTC)She knew Brian was up there. He liked the band. She thought they blew chunks and didn’t mind expressing her contempt loudly. Another reason to stay downstairs.