With his lips moved from hers, and the sheepish smile on his face, Blossom nodded somberly, a little whimsically. She understood his position, she knew she wasnt being fair in her expectations of the kiss-- delightful as it was. She knew she was a lost one, and the kiss meant nothing other than hormones kick up when Nicks had too much to drink.
Enough to make him forget his inhibitions and his
standards of love.
But she convinced herself it didnt matter, eyes going wide in awe of the expanding of the flame-- so grateful the glass hadnt exploded and done anyone harm. She appreciated the magnificence of the flame in that bursting moment until it calmed, crackling and sputtering around the droplets clinging to the shards of glass, sparking merrily.
She allowed herself to take a laugh, crouching in the sand a little, sitting back on her heels-- looking up when attention was called to Khris, who looked bemused and struck by something painful. Blossom felt a moment of shame, knowing exactly what the pain in the girls dark eye was all about.
Khriss hand ran pitifully over her red spiked hair, teeth fiddling with the ball on her tongue, looking directly at Blossom who turned her head in embarrassment.
Khris wouldve walked away, ignoring Nicks request, but she was compelled closer despite, and chuckled at Nicks stumblings. Little drunk, man? She asked, peering over Nick as Blossom smiled at Nick in return to his look, patted his stomach and stood abruptly.
Since you threw the last of that bottle into the fire, Im going to find that cooler of yours and hope theres another bottle in it.
Blossom easily found the tub of ice, but of course her luck was such that all the bottles had been retrieved by others peppered throughout the party. But she needed to get a little drunker, and would find a way ot retrieve one.
Sucking it up, she spotted someone with a mostly full bottle and approached him, knowing shed regret her methods in the morning
if, that is, she remembered it.
So she had a goal in mind
While Blossom gained access to another drop of alcohol, Khris leaned against the rock face that shielding against the fire.
So, what was all that Nick? Her gaze was not on him, but on the sand where the two had been standing. She knew not to expect much of an answer, but she couldnt help the question.
Krystal "Khris" Dale Garnett.
Sounds like a party to me.