The Drunk Toddler. Annabelle admitted it was the name that made her drag her girlfriend here for date night this particular night. What was better than going drinking with the love of your life when both of them had been far too busy for dates lately?
So she was dolled up, a pair of jeans so tight they just had to be painted on, a top that was lose on her and hanging off her shoulders, flats because she wanted to dance without her feet wanting to fall off... And that wonderfully long hair of hers piled on her hair in a bun that looked messy and effortless but was anything but. The gold eyed girl giggled as she pulled her girlfriend in the doors and past the bouncer.
"Come on, Lila, love! It'll be fun!" Sure she wasn't quite 21 yet. She would be in December, but there was this wonderful invention called fake IDs and hers had worked wonders.
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