( carmy is always a happy surprise — of course, surprise is a little bit of a stretch, because his mind is louder than most of anyone else, but she still offers him a pleasantly excited smile, brows lifting to take his drink. )
Hey. Sure.
( she doesn't taste it. she tosses it back, the whole thing in one martini shaped shot, swallowed to spilling down the corners of her mouth. she's more of a red wine girl herself, so as far as she's concerned it is pretty bad. however, alcoholic beggars cannot be alcoholic choosers, and she offers him a smile, before bending it to wipe her mouth on the lapel of his open shirt. )
Yeah. Pretty bad. Want a lesson?
( is parisa exceptionally good at shaking martinis? no. but she is pretty, which is usually enough to convince whoever she's serving that it's good. the one thing most drink recipes don't add into the ingredient list: sex factor. )
pool party 2
Hey. Sure.
( she doesn't taste it. she tosses it back, the whole thing in one martini shaped shot, swallowed to spilling down the corners of her mouth. she's more of a red wine girl herself, so as far as she's concerned it is pretty bad. however, alcoholic beggars cannot be alcoholic choosers, and she offers him a smile, before bending it to wipe her mouth on the lapel of his open shirt. )
Yeah. Pretty bad. Want a lesson?
( is parisa exceptionally good at shaking martinis? no. but she is pretty, which is usually enough to convince whoever she's serving that it's good. the one thing most drink recipes don't add into the ingredient list: sex factor. )