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“woah, u-um. yeah, okay. you have fun, yeah?” lucky said through slightly clenched teeth as he began to walk away, after ensuring the drunk female regained balance.

“oh— lucky. aren’t you so lucky to run into me??” she shakes her head as she walks behind him, “don’t be such a recluse. are you not happy to see my face??”

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The touch both snaps her out of her music-induced daze and makes her instantly uncomfortable. As soon as she’s sure she’s in no immediate danger, she’s shaking off the hand on her arm and side-stepping a safe distance away from the intoxicated young woman. “Ah, I am sorry,” she offers with a quick shake of her head. “You startled me.” She doesn’t recall asking for the laundry list of trouble the stranger’s gotten into but she also understands how the drunken brain functions – namely, not very well. “Can I call you an Uber? I am going to call you an Uber. Sorry.” Of course, the one night she’s gone on a stroll, earbuds in her ears to deter any chance at socialization, and she finds herself talking to a veritable cocktail of bad decisions.

“no, please. don’t!” she says as she desperately begs the girl in front of her, “i can’t— i can’t go to my house like this.” venus’ hair was a mess and her cheeks are flushed red. her lacy bra is exposed above the low-cut line of her dress. “my parents would kick me out and fake my death for being such an imperfect daughter.” a sigh left her lips as she slumped down on the sidewalk floor, “i rather die here. and alone.” she was overreacting, something she did when she was past five glasses of wine, among other things. she sat there and hugged herself as people walked around her, giving her dirty looks as they went by, “take a fucking picture, it will last longer, asshole!” 

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Bristol sees her coming from halfway down the sidewalk, and he winces to himself inwardly. Dealing with drunk people is something he prefers to do whilst pissed beyond belief, and he finds himself stepping to the side, trying to avoid her as she makes her way closer and closer. Unfortunately, he balance seems to have other ideas, and it isn’t long before she’s close enough to be able to trip in his direction and grab hold of him. Pressing his lips together, he tries to keep his expression somewhere in between ‘let go’ and ‘this is really uncomfortable’, choosing instead to help her locate her center of gravity again and set her right on her feet. “I can see that.” He says, casting a quick glance around at the other people on the pavement who seem to just be going about their business like nothing is happening. Typical. Drawing in a deep breath, Bris places a hand on either of her upper arms, making sure she isn’t about to tip of again anytime soon. “Are you close to home, or would you like me to catch you a taxi? Have you got enough quid for that?” He’s probably asking too many questions for someone so intoxicated to answer. Oh well.

“i don’t need a taxi. i need ice cream.” being drunk was venus' coping mechanism. a bad day at work or an argument with her mother, drinking until closing time was always the answer. she would drink whiskey or anything in her way until she slumped on the table and had to be carried out by her friends, where nine times out of ten she would puke in the alley by the bar. but tonight her friends decided to bail her and she found herself alone and drinking. now she was in the arms of a stranger, whom she’d feel bad the next morning for putting them through it. staring at the strangers face, venus tilted her head trying to figure out what he was saying. she heard him, but that didn’t mean she listened. after staying quiet for a while until she felt her stomach contract so violently that she had no time to reach the toilet bowl. chunks of food covered in the creamy chyme from her stomach were propelled into the air and splattered the sidewalk and the stranger’s shoes. she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, “i’m so, SO, sorry. i will buy you new shoes. hell, i will buy you a gucci pair if you want.” 

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shiloh finally finishes locking up the bar before she feel somebody grab onto her arm. she smiles down at the girl as she laughs. “i am starting to feel guilty for letting you drink so much aswell as mix literally everything we have in stock,” shiloh smiles before shaking her head. “you need water and sleep asap,” she opens up the bar once again and leads the drunken girl to the couch, closing the door behind her. shiloh hops over around the bar and fills up an empty glass with water and walks over to the girl, handing it to her. “i am high-key hoping you’re not one of the sappy, aggressive drunks,

venus eyed the brunette in front of her and unconsciously poked her “YOU—” she slurred her words and at best you could understand what she was saying, “you are the BEST bartender there is.” wrapping her fingers around the drink she stared at it for a while before raising her glass to drink before putting it down , “oh no, i am fun— which you look like you could use a lot more of. how can you be a bartender and not get drunk?” she clear her throat as she stands up, just to fall back down on the couch, “wait— how can you have all this alcohol right in front of you and not... y’know... drink ?? c’mon let’s have a shot of tequila.”

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the HARSH scent of drink can be smelt of her. people around her can see venus struggling to keep her balance, and she knows she’s struggling to keep it. it’s like some sort of outer body experience. her legs don’t work as she tells them. neither do her hands. or fingers. somewhere, DEEP INSIDE she knows her brain is sending signals telling her what to do. whether or not her body is listening is a different story. she tries to walk down the street, but her legs are swaying – left and right. no matter how many steps she takes, she’s no closer to where she wants to be. She almost falls but managed to grab someone by the arm. a laugh escapes her lips as she looks up to meet with the gaze of the person, “ i’m drunk. SO very drunk. champagne, tequila, pinot noir — you name it, i had it. ” 

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(intro post)

okay okay this post will probably be so messy and i apologize in advance (im trash). whatsup i’m lali and this is venus !!!! this rp hasnt even started yet but i already love it and love all of you and your characters and i want so many connections for my bby venus so like hmu you know or just like this awkward/messy intro post and i will mssg u right away (hopefully). im literally the laziest most messiest (is this even correct english???) person ever so imma just give you a brief summary of venus under the cut and hope for the best. if you want to read more tho here’s the link to her bio page.

so her parents are sarah marti and ramon vasquez and they are a very wealthy family so like this girl’s got money (she lives in greenwich btw)

her family is basically a picture perfect family. her family is one of those families you see in magazines laughing and drinking milk so joyfully it makes you sick but they are so far from perfect like im not even kidding

her father is never home bc he took over his dad’s business when he died and her mother is so bossy venus can barely breathe around her

she was basically enrolled in everything from ballet to violin to soccer to cooking classes to naval classes so like she has her own sailing boat and all that shit. 

she was a VERY popular girl in school bc lets face it she is pretty, rich and was quick to become a cheerleader (but was never like one of those mean girls like regina george or anything) she didnt really see hype in being “popular” or whatever like she felt the most alone when she was surrounded by ppl tbh soooo...

she went against her father’s wishes and applied to Middlesex University to study veterinary nursing instead of business administration and currently she is a veterinary intern at ur local pet shop hello whatsup

so thats basically her backstory now to personality.

she is always so blunt and angry. she is just angry at the world and at her family issues and is jealous of anyone that has something similar to a loving family 

she is also very spontaneous so like she just takes on everything she can so u can say she is fun to have around. she’d try anything with you. if u want a partner in crime she is your girl!

she is very witty and sardonic like........ you dont need further explanation.

she usually doesnt care but when she genuinely cares, you WILL know.

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did i talk shit? absolutely.

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I liked that about her. She was unpredictable. Sometimes the things she said and did were surprising. Sometimes they disturbed me. But she was exciting, and that’s what I liked most. She was so many, many things but she was never once boring.

S. Zhao (via blossomfully)