Summer took a slow sip, though she could smell the coffee as soon as he offered it. She didn’t really like coffee, although this one was okay. She smoothed a hand over one hip, removing a non-existent wrinkle. “I’m glad you like it.”
Looking out over the floor, she remembered why she hadn’t been to a party in ages. It was crowded, everyone talking over one another, bumping into one another; the music was nearly inaudible despite being loud as hell. Her ears buzzed with the volume, and her head buzzed with the emotions. Gently she pushed the latte away after that one sip. “No alcohol for me tonight, I’m going to be higher than a kite anyway.”
Vex was a little disappointed that she didn’t enjoy the alcohol enough to share it with him, but he let the situation go. It wasn’t that big of a deal, really. At the mention of her being higher than a kite, he couldn’t help but be tempted to go find his pipe, or break out those old pill bottles. Neither was a good idea when he was around so many people, especially not with Summer with him. “Fair enough,” was all he said to her, a smile being granted to her as he leaned against the counter of the bar. He took a long sip of his alcohol, not sure what else to say.
“So,” she said after a minute, “rules? People I shouldn’t talk to, things I shouldn’t say?”