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that's all they really want...some fun...
Jan. 1st, 2015 08:42 pmIt was another loud night for her uncles, and before Tris woke up the next morning Allison had eggs, muffins, and sausage going for breakfast...along with coffee. Lots of coffee. As they ate, Tris mentioned the party in the mountains, which Allison wasn't attending. She fully intended to try and track down Jason before midnight so they could at least have a midnight kiss...
But even girls followed the code: bros before hos. Well, the gender-appropriate version.
"Tell you what," she'd promised, "if the party gets to be too much? Text me, take the tram down from Kagura, and we'll go out and do something nuts to ring in the New Year. I'll do something fun, yet slutty, to make it up to Jason."
The ensuing blush she'd gotten out of Tris had been reward enough, and now, just a few days later, she was out on patrol when the text from Tris came in.
Still want me to come by?
From beneath her hood, Allison grinned and texted her back.
My apartment, one hour. In case you want to change or something.
It was enough time to make it back to her apartment via the roof, stash her costume, get the clip in streaks out of her hair, and find something to wear. By the time Tris showed up, Allison was not only ready, she was actually looking forward to the evening.
"You, me, drinks." she informed Tris cheerfully once she showed up at her door. Hooking an arm through hers, the pair started a brisk walk down the corridor. "You and I, Miss Prior, are gonna paint the town red."
...which basically translated to finding a bar not too far from the building, since she also had plans to stop by and see her uncles before midnight. They were going to be around, just not really busy, and she'd seen Tris chatting with Athos at the party so if he was there, at least they could hang out. Three beers in, Allison wasn't drunk, but she was feeling really good, and Tris was right next to her at the bar, putting her in perfect range to just plop her head on the other girl's shoulder with a grin as she tried to dance a little to the music blaring over the crowd at the same time.
Rolling her gaze up, she caught a glimpse of one of Tris's tattoos...and her alcohol relaxed brain made a jump to something Tris had told her once before, which drew her gaze to Tris's earlobe right nearby, smooth and unpierced.
"Hey!" she called, making sure she could be heard over the din as she lifted her head. "How come you got all that gorgeous ink, but never got your ears pierced?"
But even girls followed the code: bros before hos. Well, the gender-appropriate version.
"Tell you what," she'd promised, "if the party gets to be too much? Text me, take the tram down from Kagura, and we'll go out and do something nuts to ring in the New Year. I'll do something fun, yet slutty, to make it up to Jason."
The ensuing blush she'd gotten out of Tris had been reward enough, and now, just a few days later, she was out on patrol when the text from Tris came in.
Still want me to come by?
From beneath her hood, Allison grinned and texted her back.
My apartment, one hour. In case you want to change or something.
It was enough time to make it back to her apartment via the roof, stash her costume, get the clip in streaks out of her hair, and find something to wear. By the time Tris showed up, Allison was not only ready, she was actually looking forward to the evening.
"You, me, drinks." she informed Tris cheerfully once she showed up at her door. Hooking an arm through hers, the pair started a brisk walk down the corridor. "You and I, Miss Prior, are gonna paint the town red."
...which basically translated to finding a bar not too far from the building, since she also had plans to stop by and see her uncles before midnight. They were going to be around, just not really busy, and she'd seen Tris chatting with Athos at the party so if he was there, at least they could hang out. Three beers in, Allison wasn't drunk, but she was feeling really good, and Tris was right next to her at the bar, putting her in perfect range to just plop her head on the other girl's shoulder with a grin as she tried to dance a little to the music blaring over the crowd at the same time.
Rolling her gaze up, she caught a glimpse of one of Tris's tattoos...and her alcohol relaxed brain made a jump to something Tris had told her once before, which drew her gaze to Tris's earlobe right nearby, smooth and unpierced.
"Hey!" she called, making sure she could be heard over the din as she lifted her head. "How come you got all that gorgeous ink, but never got your ears pierced?"
