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[Kira Lawson]

Kira laughs, her eyes twinkling. "Glad I could be of service," she says, bowing a bit at the waist. There was nothing that Kira like more than helping to put a friend in a better mood. If that friend happened to be hot... and bi.... and into Kira... well, then that just made it even more fun. The flirting they had been doing over the course of their working together starts to take on a different shape in her brain, a much more interesting shape.

Yeah, this could get really interesting. That asshole who made the whole video camera comment would be all sorts of jealous if he happened by at that moment. "Ok, honey. You just tell me when you're ready to cut out of here so I can pay my tab."

[Clarissa Evrard]

Yes this night was turning into something much more interesting then Clarissa had previously thought it would be. Kira just seemed to heat things up, literally. Clarissa could practically feel her blood boiling at the thought of having Kira in his apartment, maybe even in her room. Clarissa just hoped that this didn't make things awkward, though she really didn't think it would. She and Kira were good friends. If they didn't want to think about this night next time they saw each other then they could just pretend that it never happened. Clarissa was actually good at that. Their relationship could still be the same after tonight.

"I'm ready to go whenever you are, baby," Clarissa replied, grinning at her friend, "We can go now if you want."

Clarissa hopped off the stool as she said this, waiting for Kira to follow when she was ready. After drinking so much the girl was obviously unstable and she had to grasp the stool to help her keep her balance. Once she had righted herself, she looked to Kira, waiting for her to join her so they could finally get back to her place.

[Kira Lawson]

Kira pulls out enough cash to pay for her drinks and leave the bartendar a decent tip. She moves to stand, her head spinning slightly as she moves off of the stool. That's the way it always worked with 151. It's sneaky as hell, creeping up on you and slapping you in the face when you stand up. She laughs a bit, holding on to the stool until she can regain her composure. She glances over at Clarissa.

"Well, aren't we a pair," she teases, laughing. "It's a good thing we're leaving together honey. We may need to hold eachother up on the walk to your place." Kira laughs again, shaking her head. "That 151 is kicking my ass."

((OOC: sorry so short :S))

[Clarissa Evrard]

"We are absolutely amazing," Clarissa laughed as Kira grabbed the stool to keep herself standing, "I have to say, I love us."

That was true. Clarissa loved the two of them. She obviously loved herself and she was very fond of Kira...in more ways then one. She loved having the girl as a friend and she adored being able to check her out. The girl was an absolute hottie. To tell the truth, Clarissa had trouble taking her eyes off of Kira while they were working. Luckily the person in charge didn't really care. Clarissa always got her work done in the end and she usually got it right, but she wasted a lot of time daydreaming about Kira.

"Come on, babe," she said with a smile, hooking an arm around Kira's waist and giving her a light squeeze, "Let's blow this pop stand."

occ; Ick. Mine's short too.

[Kira Lawson]

"Damn right, honey," Kira says, laughing. "We kick so much ass that it's scary. We rock, we rule. I love us, too."

Kira grins at her friend, her thoights swaying to a darker and a lot more dirty area of her mind. Oh yeah... that 151 was kicking in big time. That's Kira's biggest problem when it came to drinking 151, she got horny as all hell. She had debated on bringing some along the last time she hung out with Alex, but thought better of it later. She kind of wanted things to move a little differently with him...

Kira grins again, wrapping her own around around Clarissa's waist and squeezing her back. "Lead the way, honeypie."

[Clarissa Evrard]

"You got it my friend," Clarissa said, grinning at Kira.

Luckily the two of them wouldn't have to walk far to get to Clarissa's apartment. She only lived a short distance away from the restaurant. That was part of the reason she had applied to work here. She didn't have a car and it was nice not to have to take the bus to work everyday.

Clarissa walked forward, taking Kira with her and leading her out the door, making a sharp left and heading down the road to her apartment building. She turned right down a small side street, taking them through a short cut, which admittedly didn't look like a very safe street, but they were on another main road soon enough. Another couple minutes of walking down that road and they had reaching her complex.

"Should we take the elevator or the stairs?" she asked, before she stumbled and answered herself, "Definitely the elevator."

She didn't think she could make it up fours stairs, much less four floors. That just didn't seems to be possible. Clarissa knew what she could and couldn't do, and stairs were something that she couldn't handle when she was this inebriated.

[Kira Lawson]

Kira grins, holding onto Clarissa's waist as they walk (read: stumble drunkedly) the few blocks to Clarissa's apartment. Even if nothing happened tonight, Kira was really looking forward to this. She and Clarissa rarely hung out outside of work, and it would be a nice change for once to be able to talk without having to worry about table 6 needing more breadsticks, or table 14 wanting a refill on his coca cola.

With each step they take, Kira becomes much more aware of her drunken state. Typically, she was one who was good at holding her liquor.... but that was only on nights that the 151 stayed on that shelf behind the bar. Nice little trick to get wasted on though. You can spend a whole lot less on booze if you just pay for a shot or two of somthing strong and nurse a soda for the rest of the night, rather than ordering mixed drinks all night long.

She chuckles back at Clarissa as the woman stumbles in front of her. "Yep, the elevator is probably our safest bet."

[Clarissa Evrard]

"Glad you agree," Clarissa said, heading for the elevator.

She pushed the button that signalled they were going up and waited. Lucky for them, the elevator was on the ground floor anyway and the doors immediately opened. Clarissa for one needed to get to a place where she could sit down and forget about keeping her composure. Getting into the elevator was one step closer to being in her apartment. She pushed the number four and the elevator quickly rose to the fourth floor.

Exiting the elevator, Clarissa led Kira down the hallways towards her apartment, 4C. It didn't take long to reach the door and Clarissa had already dug her keys out of her purse. She released Kira as she opened the door, heading in first and dropping her purse on the floor.

"Well this is it," Clarissa said, as they entered her living room, "Make yourself at home."

Her apartment was by no means big, but it was not small either. Her living room was spacious, housing a few book shelves a large tv and, Clarissa's favorite thing, a very comfortable couch. The door to her small kitchen was off to the right, and the door her good sized bedroom on the left. Clarissa was pretty happy with the apartment for the most part. It was her home after all.

[Kira Lawson]

Kira smiles, looking around. "Nice place," she says with a nod to her friend. Still smiling, Kira plops her drunken self down ont he couch with a laugh. Her eyes fall over the large tv, then to the bookshelves. Kira was an avid reader, loving nothing more than a good book and a hot cup of tea on a cold day, snuggling up on her favorite window seat in her apartment.

She almost wished she was a bit closer to the shelves so she could scan the titles, wondering what kind of books Clarissa liked, but in her drunken state, she'd probably have a hard time getting her eyes to focus on the words enough to read them.

Her eyes go back to Clarissa, the smile still plain on her face. "Now comes the next trial. We made it up the stairs, so now what do we do? Shall we drink some more?" she asks with a chuckle.

((OOC: Sorry it took me so long.... life has sucked around here lately lol))

[Clarissa Evrard]

"Thanks," Clarissa answered, grinning at Kira, glad that she approved.

She noticed her friend's eyes move to gaze at the book shelves. Clarissa wasn't exactly that much of a reader. She just didn't have the time. It had been a long time since she had gotten a chance to actually just sit down and read. Clarissa liked reading of course. She wouldn't have so many books if she didn't like to read. In her younger years, Clarissa had been an avid reader of Shkespeare, Poe, Stephen King, and other well known writers, especially those who were known for their plays. It was too bad that she just didn't have the time these days. She was just too busy with work and her career. Still, she had brought along her collections of books, so it was clear she intended to read when she had the time.

"We could drink more," she said, "But I'm not sure I should. Besides, I'm just ready to lay on the couch and cuddle up with a friend."

With that said, Clarissa collpased onto the couch next Kira. Something about being drunk made Clarissa laugh more then she usually did. That was evident as she wrapped her arms around Kira and hugged her, giggling like a little girl.

[Kira Lawson]

Kira laughs with Clarissa, jumping a bit as she drops down onto the couch next to her. She doesn't raise her eyebrow or seem shocked this time as Clarissa wraps her arms arounf her in a hug. From the bar to walking over to Clarissa's apartment, she had gotten used to being close to Clarissa.... the alcohol helped too.

Still laughing, she wraps her arms around her friend, hugging her and rubbing at her back. "You're probably right. More alcohol would be a bad idea. Cuddling is a much better thing to do than puking," she laughs, snuggling up against Clarissa.

((OOC: sorry so short. running out to dinner and didn't want to leave you hanging))

[Clarissa Evrard]

God did alcohol help things along. All of Clarissa doubts and inhibitions seemed to have disappeared. It wasn't necessarily a good thing or a bad thing at this point. It would have been a bad thing if Clarissa had gone home with a complete stranger or something like that, but that wasn't the case tonight. Instead, she had brought a good friend of hers to her place. The fact that Kira was into her was just an added perk.

"Yeah I really do hate puking," she agreed, "You can have something more to drink if you want though. Don't let me stop you."

Clarissa grinned as Kira snuggled up against her and returned her hug. It was good to know that she wasn't the only one who liked snuggling with friends. As they sat there, locked in a long hug, Clarissa couldn't help but notice how incredibly good her friend smelled. It was hard to keep herself from going any further with Kira, but she wasn't exactly what Kira wanted to do, so she reigned herself in and played the waiting game.

[Kira Lawson]

Kira continues to grin, her hands still moving slowly over Clarissa's back. She lets her head fall back against the couch, enjoying this moment immensely. "Getting more to drink would mean I'd have to get up, and I am enjoying this way too much for that," she says, chuckling. A soft sigh slips from her and she pulls Clarissa closer to her, her hands still sliding over her back on her shirt.

Alcohol, or better called liquid courage, had made this moment a whole lot easier for her. During the shifts they worked together, Kira's mind had occasionally trailed off, imagining what would happen if a moment like this ever came about. Then, it had only been fantasy, leaving this moment a somewhat awkward one. Part of her wanted to just say 'fuck it' and make a move, the rest of her was actually a bit nervous, even with the alcohol. She figured she'd just see what happened.