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You Are a White Flower

A white flower tends to represent purity, simple beauty, and modesty.
At times, you are dignified like a magnolia.
And at other times, you represent great ecstasy, like a white orchid.
And more than you wish, you're a little boastful, like a white hydrangea.

What Color Flower Are You?

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Sighs heavily. You still in heat because christ you're acting like a moody PMSing bitch.

Fuck you. *Walks off to find the nearest bar and just get very drunk*

**Frowns.** I'll just go be a fuck up by myself, all I got anymore anyway. **Walks the other direction itching to find a dealer.

*growls and turns around*

Idiot!

*rakes her fingers through her hair* Want to come and get stupidly drunk?

Stops and looks at her. There isn't enough booze in this damned city to get me as drunk as I want to be but I'm up for trying again.

*bites her lip and holds out a hand to him*

Takes her hand. So where we going?

*entwines her fingers with his* I don't know this place, it is your city.

We could roll up to the Snake Pit (http://community.livejournal.com/seditious_muns/21979.html#cutid1)?

Sure, anything.

Snake nodded. You want to ride or would you rather walk.

if your getting drunk too, walkin

Snake takes her arm and starts walking. Guess we're walking. Ain't no way in hell I'nm going to sit and watch you get drunk.

They walked a few block before coming to a sleazy, dirty looking bar. Snake walked in and headed straight for a big booth in the back. People were sitting in it but when they saw Snake they scattered like roaches under a light. He sat down and pulled the curtains closed after Rayanne joined him. Few seconds later a bottle of Vodka was brought and a pair of not so clean glasses.

Drinks are on me so drink up.

This was going to be interesting, she wasn't much of a drinker, she couldn't be really, but fuck it right. She poured two drinks and looked at him, 'Just make sure I don't wolf out.'

Down went the shot.

Snake nodded. I don't want to have to knock you out again. Snake smiled and started to drink. He knew here the flow of vodka didn't end. SNAKe had tried that one night, to drink all their vodka, didin't work.

The way I am feeling, I don't think you would have a chance to knock me out, you'd probably have to shoot me. *Another glass filled and knocked back* Maybe you shouldn't drink too much, what if he wants out.

The way you are drink you might pass out on your own. Snake gave her a serious look. I got shot in here once. Do you think that really matters any more?

Maybe it's what I want. *frowns* But you got up from it right...what matters? *sighs* What does it feel like, because of him, when I am around?

I'll carry you home, no worries. Snake looked out on the crowd.Snake shrugged as he drank. Depends. Right now he's resting other times feels like I'm trying to hold back a damned stampede.

A stampede, why?

Because he wants out. He don't give me reasons, just starts pushing like a wild animal.

Because of me?

There are a few things that cause that bullshit but... none are quite so urgent as getting to you.

*can't help but smile a little*

Smirks knowing it makes her feel good.

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