Valentine's Day Dance | Town Hall | Friday Evening [8pm on] [Post II]

[intraspective]

It was definitely hotter than it had been from the start and some of the streamers were starting to come loose, making the ‘sky’ look a little on the sorry side of things. Some of the flowers were gone—tucked into hairstyles, on the floor and being trod on, and in-roads had been made on the food.

But the dance was still on-going.

And the punch? Was definitely spiked by now.

[Wait for the OCD has arrived!

Links: Mingling || Punch and Food || Shadowy Corners || Chaperones || Dance Floor || OOC || 1st Post]

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Re: Mingling

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"If you tell me that," Quinn said, equally playful, "aren't you worried I might twist my ankle on purpose? You have good arms. Bet you could carry me easy."

... yeah, this was not what she would have said a few cups of punch ago.

Re: Mingling

[sexonyoursheets.livejournal.com]

Puck leaned in a little, dropping his voice (sort of, anyway.) "I can carry you very easily, but I don't want you getting hurt, so just say the word and I'll carry you around all night."

Re: Mingling

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"I'll say the word," Quinn ventured, bolder than she normally was (and in a voice much closer to a whisper than Puck's) "and you might just get to carry me home."

There were stairs! She could twist her ankle. She was only thinking of her own safety.

Re: Mingling

[sexonyoursheets.livejournal.com]

Puck stepped a little closer, kind of grateful for the heels at the moment because she was taller that way and his face was closer to hers and that was kind of what he wanted right now. "I could just carry you to make sure you don't get hurt. Safety first, right?" he said, his voice low and soft.

Re: Mingling

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Safety first," Quinn agreed, and she loved that she could feel his breath against her face when he spoke.

She swallowed, trying to focus. Trying to remember celibacy club and abstinence and ...

It was all getting lost in how much she wanted other things right then.

"I think," she decided softly, "I'm ready to go when you are."

Re: Mingling

[sexonyoursheets.livejournal.com]

It took like, a second for him to decide, because she was close and he wanted her closer and he didn't mind PDAs but Quinn was special. "It's kinda hot here," he decided, offering her his arm. "I'll pick you up once we're outside?"

Re: Mingling

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"That would probably be easier," Quinn decided pragmatically as she took his arm, almost caressing the muscle as she did. "I don't want to accidentally kick people in the head. They'd get mad."