Post by Trixie Michaels on Dec 6, 2009 3:51:27 GMT -5
Trixie looked at Q, "Pain sucks. It causes nothing but more pain and I have been through enough pain. Is is so bad to just want one thing to go my way." Trixie said speaking freely. Her one problem with drunk, was she had a tendency to word vomit. In other words she was sometimes too honest when drunk. "Good thing I did not drive...I had a friend drop me off...I did not think i should bring my car." Trixie said in a sing song voice.
Thats what Trixie said to Q before DJ showed up. Now she was in DJ's arms kissing him. "If this is a dream, its the best dream." She said as he kissed her. She leaned against him just holding him. For a moment she felt she was going crazy and she was kissing a stranger, but no....it was DJ. "But I doo...I should have done something...made it stop...you got hurt...for me...and I am sorry for that..."
Trixie smiled as Q walked over. She was too drunk to really understand what he was saying. "Q calm down...its okay..this is my boyfriend...i promise...he will take care of me for now on...Q was offering me a ride home, but now you can take me with you." She purred against DJ.
Trixie watched the exchange unsure what was going on. She held onto DJ as Q and him talked. The Q grabbed her, "Let me go...drop it Q...you and I are never gonna happen. Not even if I was the last girl on earth and not if my uterus was needed to make babies to populate the earth..I am sorry but I am taken." Trixie told Q. She held onto DJ tight.
Trixie smiled up at DJ as Q stormed out. Trixie smiled and handed the phone over to DJ, "You mean my GPS device. I hear you can be tracked with cell phones. Its the governments way of creating tracking devices that look cool enough for a teenager to want to buy. That way mommy and daddy and anyone else can keep a track on us. Big brother is always watching. So why don't we go back to your place and give big brother something to watch." Trixie winked as DJ handed her back her phone. "All in leather....hmm are you a white knight or a black one..." She laughed.
Thats what Trixie said to Q before DJ showed up. Now she was in DJ's arms kissing him. "If this is a dream, its the best dream." She said as he kissed her. She leaned against him just holding him. For a moment she felt she was going crazy and she was kissing a stranger, but no....it was DJ. "But I doo...I should have done something...made it stop...you got hurt...for me...and I am sorry for that..."
Trixie smiled as Q walked over. She was too drunk to really understand what he was saying. "Q calm down...its okay..this is my boyfriend...i promise...he will take care of me for now on...Q was offering me a ride home, but now you can take me with you." She purred against DJ.
Trixie watched the exchange unsure what was going on. She held onto DJ as Q and him talked. The Q grabbed her, "Let me go...drop it Q...you and I are never gonna happen. Not even if I was the last girl on earth and not if my uterus was needed to make babies to populate the earth..I am sorry but I am taken." Trixie told Q. She held onto DJ tight.
Trixie smiled up at DJ as Q stormed out. Trixie smiled and handed the phone over to DJ, "You mean my GPS device. I hear you can be tracked with cell phones. Its the governments way of creating tracking devices that look cool enough for a teenager to want to buy. That way mommy and daddy and anyone else can keep a track on us. Big brother is always watching. So why don't we go back to your place and give big brother something to watch." Trixie winked as DJ handed her back her phone. "All in leather....hmm are you a white knight or a black one..." She laughed.
