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Cᴇɴᴛʀᴀʟ Gᴀ Lᴏʀᴇ ɪs ᴀ 3 ғʟᴏᴏʀᴇᴅ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ ɪɴ Cᴇɴᴛʀᴀʟ Pᴀʀᴋ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ʟᴀʀɢᴇ ғᴇsᴛɪᴠᴀʟs ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴇs. Iᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴡ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ 'Bɪɢ Gᴀ Lᴏʀᴇ' ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀʀɢᴇ sɪᴢᴇᴅ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ. Sᴍᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ɪs ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟs ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɴᴏɪsᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɪᴛ sᴇᴇᴍ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴠɪᴠɪᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ. Tʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ғʟᴏᴏʀ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʟᴀʀɢᴇ sᴛᴀɢᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ sɪɴɢᴇʀs ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ. Tʜᴇ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ғʟᴏᴏʀ ɪs ɪɴ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴏғ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ғᴏᴏᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀɪɴᴋs, ɪᴛ ᴀʟsᴏ ʜᴀs ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍs ᴀɴᴅ sᴍᴀʟʟᴇʀ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀs. Tʜᴇ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ғʟᴏᴏʀ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴs ᴀ ʀᴇsᴛᴜʀᴀɴᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛʜʀᴏᴏᴍs, ᴀ ɢɪғᴛ sʜᴏᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʟᴏᴜɴɢᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴏʀ ʀᴇsᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴅᴀɴᴄɪɴɢ. Tʜᴇ sᴛᴀɪʀᴄᴀsᴇ ɪs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ɢʀᴀɴɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀs ᴀ ɢʟᴀss ᴀɴᴅ ɪʀᴏɴ ʀᴀɪʟ. Tʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴀ ɢɪᴀɴᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀɪᴏʀ ʙᴀʟᴄᴏɴʏ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ғʟᴏᴏʀ. Hᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪᴀɴᴛ ʙᴀʟᴄᴏɴʏ ɪs ᴀ ɢɪᴀɴᴛ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴄᴀɴ ɪʟʟᴜᴍɪɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀs. Tʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴀ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ғɪʀsᴛ ғʟᴏᴏʀs ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ᴏʀ ɢᴇᴛ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪʟʟᴜᴍɪɴᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɴᴇᴏɴ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀs ɪɴ ᴄᴏᴏʟ ᴡᴀʏs. Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛʟʏ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴᴛ ʟᴀsᴛs 6 ʜᴏᴜʀs, ᴀɴᴅ ɪs sᴀғᴇ. Tʜᴇ sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ғʟᴏᴏʀ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴs sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ ғᴏʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀᴛ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ғʟᴏᴏʀ. Sᴘᴇᴀᴋᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ. Sᴏᴍᴇ BEEs ᴀʀᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜɪʟᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ sᴜʀᴇ ɴᴏ sᴇʀɪᴏᴜs ɢᴜɴ ғɪɢʜᴛs ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ. Dᴜʀɪɴɢ ғɪsᴛ ᴏʀ ʙᴀʀᴇ ғɪɢʜᴛs, ᴛʜᴇ BEEs ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛɪʟʟ ɪᴛ ɢᴇᴛs sᴇʀɪᴏᴜs.


(view spoiler)[Central Ga Lore is a 3 floored building in Central Park meant for large festivals and parties. It is now also known as the 'Big Ga Lore' for the large sized building. Smoking and drinking is of course allowed and the walls keep noise from going out, making it seem like a vivid but quiet place on the outside. The first floor is the dance floor with a large stage for the singers to do their thing. The second floor is in hold of tables with food and drinks, it also has private rooms and smaller dance floors. The third floor contains a resturant, the bathrooms, a gift shop, and a lounge for people to talk or rest from dancing. The staircase is made out of granite and has a glass and iron rail. There is a giant interior balcony to watch the dance floor on the first floor. Hanging from the top of the giant balcony is a giant black light which can illuminate all the floors. There is a stand on the third and first floors where you can paint or get painted with illuminated neon colors in cool ways. People are mostly colored in this way and the paint lasts 6 hours, and is safe. The second floor contains small tables that are empty for people to eat while watching the first floor. Speakers are located everywhere for the music to be heard in every place. Some BEEs are located in the building to make sure no serious gun fights happen. During fist or bare fights, the BEEs don't do anything till it gets serious. (hide spoiler)]

Willow walked with Dex, looking around. They already had to stop twice from the city crossings and their ids. Willow felt the night breeze and saw a few stars illuminate in the sky. Their weren't many because the city was still bright but at the same time most cities have not been working for 36 or less years, so stars now can be illuminate outside the city. Willow turned her face and saw the park. That was where they met, between a oak and willow tree. Maybe they can go there tommorow... Willow turned her head back and saw the central ga lore. There was a pair of BEEs at the front, probably to check for invitations. Willow soon looked up at Dex than smiled. Looking back she saw the building with colorful lights bursting out of the roof glass. Willow was confused, the party was formal. Did she change at last minute? Willow sighed than hopes their is a changing room in there.

The thing that Dex was most grateful for on this little journey of theirs to the party was the fact that there had been no serious incidents along the way. Just a few stops for ID check ups here and there and they were well on their way to having the best night of their lives. Well, sort of. When they came into view of the building, Dex could easily see the bit of confusion on his date's face, but he tried to pay it no mind. He was completely confident on how he was going to have this night go: no issues and no squanders. It would all be perfect.
These were his consistent thoughts as he made his way closer to the building, Willow by his side. The only thing about this that he was uneasy about were the two BEEs at the entrance. Though he highly doubted that anything serious would happen, he was always wary of the guards' appearance. Always had been and always would be.

Willow looked around once more before hearding a male voice speak. A flash from the BEE's flashlight on his gun. Willow closed her eyes as a reaction to the flash than heard the BEE's voice. "Documents". Willow knew what he meant. Willow looked at Dex than slipped out the invitations and handed it to the BEE. Soon the flashlight aimed somewhere else and the BEE inspected the documents. He soon scanned the papers than nodded his head at the other BEE and Willow walked passed them. She opened the door and heard music booming throughout the place. People were dancing and lights were flashing in different colors. The song Louder (Doctor P remix) was playing and it was wild. The place had a fair amount of people. She recognized some of the people in the place as they were from the same college. Willow looked at Dex than soon saw her friend, a blonde girl with bright forest eyes. She was on the second floor and soon she rushed and went downstairs to Willow. The girl smiled and said "Well, welcome and enjoy the party".

Dex couldn't have been more wary of his surroundings than he was whenever a BEE came in close proximity. Even though he technically hadn't done anything arrest worthy just yet (at least, not recently), he was still on edge. But just having Willow there to take care of their documents made it a little better. Just a bit. Luckily, though, there were no issues, and Dex didn't have a problem at all following Willow into the club. However, that was the easy part. The hard part was blending in and not starting arguments. And neither of those were things Dex was particularly good at. Just the girl coming down the stairs was enough to make him wonder how in the world he was going to just blend into his surroundings, but he figured that maybe if he drowned himself out with just enough alcohol to make himself think that this was all fine and dandy, he might just be able to. Regardless, it was worth a shot ((hehe, get it?)).

"Some party," Dex commented the moment that the girl opened her mouth, even if girl's remark was aimed at Willow. Dex just felt like answering it. However, maybe he should have just kept his mouth closed. That probably would have made things a little better. After all, though he hadn't meant any real offense, his words came out just a bit pungent. He was quite uptight at the moment due to, well, obvious reason. A drink, he thought, would definitely loosen him up, so that was the first thing his eyes started searching for. Not that anyone expected anything different of him, though. He was Dex, after all. You started to anticipate these things after a while.

Willow looked around as the girl went down stairs. As Willow hugged the girl as a greeting, she heard Dex speak. It was some party, it's like he took the words from my mouth. The girl look up and down at my outfit than looked at Dex. The girl smiled before saying "Loosen up! Go get a drink" Her friend patted Dex on the back and made him go away. Soon Willow looked at the girl confused and soon got a answer.

"I found your backpack at the college class, and it has a pair of clothes to get away from this formal one". Oh thank god Willow thought when her friend said that. Willow looked around and saw a bar near the dance floor where people were getting shots. Willow tried to find Dex but soon thought maybe if she thinks loud enough in her mind, he might hear him. Bar, next to the dance floor. Drink as much as you want Dex. Willow smiled and looked at her friend who was waiting for her. She went upstairs to the third floor with her friend as she soon said "Thanks, and why didn't you inform me that this was formal?" Willow said as she saw people kissing and others doing crazy stuff on the stair case.

Willow soon walked to the bathroom, which was next to the coat and storage room. Her friend went up to the guy and asked to get a backpack from shelf S:14. Soon a leather backpack was placed on the counter and she tipped him. Willow loved her backpack more than anything, it was like the world to her. Willow soon grasped the backpack and went in the bathroom to change.

Dex was definitely going to do just that. The moment that Willow's words reached him, a smile lit up Dex's profile. Maybe he was actually getting a little better at this 'powers' thing after all. That, or maybe he was just excited about the idea of drinking his heart out. That might be it. This was definitely affirmed when Dex's eyes laid upon the bar. The grin he'd had turning into a smirk, he let himself wander over to the area, taking up a seat the moment that it was in his vicinity. With Dex, there was no such thing as shy as he began to drown the rest of his stability in alcohol. Just like it had the last time that he'd taken a shot, it was nice to get away from the pressures of real life, to make himself feel like there was nothing wrong at all when the world was caving around him. It wasn't a way to solve his problems, and Dex knew that, but he didn't mind running away from things for a little longer. He didn't mind at all.

As Dex's eyes scanned the area surrounding him, he watched a few people moving about. Most of them, he realized, were just a bit more clearheaded than he was, though hardly sober in any sense of the word. Like him, it seemed like people were here to have fun and forget about life for just a little while longer than they should have. It was about the rush of the time spent, not the worry of the chaos afterwards. Dex surely didn't want to think about the 'real life' and he was positive that no one here wanted to worry about that either. Well, for the most part at least.

Willow soon came out in a pair of jeans and a crop t-shirt on as she heard the music boom through out the place. She looked around than saw her friend already gone. Willow sighed in a matter of being let down but soon saw Dorian, getting frigthened. She was suppose to talk to him about the money but she doesn't know how she would. Soon Willow placed her backpack back in the shelf that had her dress inside. Even though Willow didn't drink, she felt already dizzy. The musc was loud to her ears as she walked downstairs to the first floor. She saw a bunch of people dancing, it was the main dance floor. The dark light made their skin glow from the illunesence neon paint. I soon saw Dex drowning himself as I chuckled and looked around.

Soon I saw Dorian pass by me with the corner of my eye. He had a pair of jeans on with a blue shirt that shows one of those funny cartoons, although I don't get the point in them. I grabbed Dorian's hand and went the the second floor, plopping us down on the seats.He raised a eyebrow at me as I sighed and explained it to him.

To Dex, everything was a little distorted. His vision was blurred as he looked around the dance floor, taking deep breaths just to keep himself sitting where he was. With the alcohol flowing through his veins, he could hardly register what was going on throughout the party, and though he was used to drinking, it didn't seem to be helping him at all. Hell, he had to fight to keep himself sitting on his stool if that was any indication as to how wasted he'd made himself. Another was the fact that the bar tended had stopped serving him, but that, in hindsight, was a good thing after all. Any more and it would be guaranteed that Dex would be waking up in the morning passed out on the floor. And that was never a very good sign.

Willow sighed after discussing with Dorian, he was just being so ignorant. Willow stood up and soon walked down the stairs isolating Dorian. He was not even listening to Willow which pissed her off. How can he be so stupid. Willow glanced around and soon saw Dex on the bar. He looked very drunk as he could barely be sitting.Willow sighed and went to the bar, sitting a few seats away from Dex. Willow heard the music Pound The Alarm boom in the place as Willow ordered a water bottle. She didn't want Dex completely wasted, so might as well make him sober but at the same time, put her life in danger. She knew that if she will do something to him, he might become sober but very pissed at the same time. She would have to run the second it happens because if not then she would be dead by the Dexinator. The night is still young and she wanted to enjoy it with him, not a drunken or wasted version.

In hindsight, it was never a good idea for Dex to get completely wasted in the middle of a party. It was risky and dangerous, filled with things that people he didn't know could possibly do. Though Dex liked to put up the front that he was perfectly able to take care of himself and everything around him, it was quite obvious that was not the case. People who could take care of themselves didn't tend to get drunk for no reason other than to make themselves feel better. People who could take care of themselves didn't explode with anger every time that someone said something even vaguely offensive to them. They didn't gain a huge debt against themselves and they didn't act like he did. So maybe Dex wasn't responsible. Not as he'd thought.

Siting on the stool, Dex simply rested his head against the bar's surface for a bit. Surprisingly, it never took a lot to get him to come down from his drinking high. When someone consumed as much alcohol as he tended to, they tended to build up a bit of a resistance to the effects, and Dex was really no different. So as he sat there, he could slowly feel the effects start to slip away. If he wanted to keep it up -- which, he would assure you, he did -- he would have to keep drinking. But thanks to the stupid bartender, that wasn't going to happen. That guy was officially on Dex's 'to kill' list.

Willow in his hands and sighted Dex as he layed his head on the table. He saw this on a movie, not sure it might work though. Soon Willow opened the bottle and closed his eyes before splashing it on Dex's face. This made his shirt slightly wet and soon Willow placed the bottle down and thanked the bartender before running off. Willow went to the second floor and laughed while stopping. It was actually pretty amusing, seeing Dex being drenched in water. Willow had a few giggles before quickly walking to hide. She almost forgot about Dex. Willow looked around and saw people dancing and grinding on each other. Some people were eating and drinking as they took a fair amount. Willow soon found a room and opened it.

Willow spotted a small little lounge room with a comfortable couch and a bed to rest on. The couch was white and made a circular turn to go halfway around a glass table. Willow closed the door behind her and this time actually closed the door. She doesn't want some slobbering couple come in all over each other while she rests, gross.

If anyone ever thought that Dex would be fine and dandy with getting a drink thrown over his head, they were either lying to themselves or downright stupid. He would always bet on the second.
The moment the water made contact with him, Dex was up out of his chair, breathing heavy as he scanned the perimeter. He was looking for someone who could have done it, but there were more than a dozen people with empty glasses and twice that without. He couldn't be sure if it was one of them or the bartender or if it had been in his imagination. He crossed that last one off the moment a drop of liquid fell from his light blonde hair to the ground. He was, however, a lot more awake than he'd been just a bit ago. He wasn't sure if it was the liquid being tossed over him or if it was the fact that he'd gotten so incredibly worked up over it -- people were still staring at him, probably wondering if they'd just witnessed the start of a bar fight -- that really made him snap out of it. Whichever it was, though, the deed was done now.

Mind swirling and thoughts conjoining, Dex found himself wondering what he was to do with himself. Without anything to drink, he was just... Well, he was sober and wanting to be something else. It seemed like that's how it always went. He let out a sigh at that fact and his eyes drew up to the second floor. Willow had gone up their earlier, right? Maybe she could help him with getting a drink somehow or... or maybe she wanted to dance or something. He just needed something. In search of whatever this was, Dex made his way up the stairs, wiping at his face as he went. Actually, maybe there was a place to rest up here, to sleep off the hangover he was sure would be coming in the morning. That might be a good idea. But he hadn't the slightest idea where he was going and it was only a matter of time before he was wandering. Great.

Willow must of been at least downright stupid, she hadn't had any drinks yet but the air must of made her at least a little crazy. Or maybe that was just the old Willow showing a greeting. The moment that water was poured on Dex, Willow knew she was running faster that a eight legged horse. Willow didn't want Dex to start some fight over his ruined hair but at the same time, it was pretty funny. Willow laughed at the idea slightly. Willow took a deep breath and heard footsteps cross the door as she heard the faint sound of the music booming in the place. With her chance with Dorian now ruined, she had a lot of time for, well fun. It was that or she sits in boredom or goes home, and she liked the first choice most.

Willow waited long enough to soon go to the door and open it. She looked around as she wondered if the coast was clean. Soon Willow looked to her right than saw Dex walking with his hair and shirt wet, drops of water dangled from the tips as she had a face expression of fear at first. She was screwed, knowing that he found her. But then, Willow laughed a little with her eyes showing fear. He looked like he just got a swirlie or dunked his head in the toilet like a dog. Willow released a slight chuckle than realized that he was looking for her and she went back in the room.

Willow laughed some more as she soon ran behind the couch, hiding from Dex. She didn't lock the door, making Willow feel stupid but at the same time, Willow wouldn't have enough strength to hold the door against Dex while she locked it. That lock wouldn't also last long as well, Dex was powerful. He had the qualities of a leader; power, bravery, control, and he knows what is best. Willow hid behind the couch as her small body was able to be covered completely with ease. She waited for Dex, to hear his footsteps or his voice.

Although this was a party, and she was suppose to dance with him, it was fun. The exictment between her and him, it was fun, abnormal.

Laughter. That certainly wasn't a thing that Dex had thought he'd be hearing whilst wandering down the upstairs halls. He had to actually stop and try to understand where exactly he had ended up. To be honest, he hadn't the slightest clue, and that was enough for him to let out an annoyed huff. Why was it that he was so terrible with directions? Because he's a dude, duh. Head turning to the side, he'd tried to gauge how long it would take to find some kind of place to relax, when he heard a chuckle coming from behind him. Immediately, he turned around, though he didn't get a glimpse of who it was. It was enough time, however, for him to catch the door closing. Right. He might have been the least bit tipsy, but that didn't mean doors closing on their own was normal.

Approaching the door, he was surprised to find it wasn't in fact locked, and he slipped in easily, only to find it empty. That fact was enough for his brows to crease in confusion, trying to figure out whether he really was drunk enough for doors to start moving on their own. Hey, it had happened before; why not now? Dex was smarter than that, though. "Willow?" He called out, wondering if it was at all possible that she could be the one hiding in this room. If she was, then the smile he had on his lips was well deserved. If not, then he was about to get a face full of surprise. He was really hoping for the first option.

Willow stood still as she heard his voice than soon walked slowly around the couch. She didn't know whether he could see her, with her being hidden behind the couch. Willow had her lips closed tightly as she wondered. What if he is still too drunk to know that she poured water on it. Willow sighed and lifted her head up. Seeing Dex smile she smiled as well. "I wonder who made you look like a wet shaggy dog" Willow smiled slightly than stood up. She felt her plaid outfit against her chest as she stood up. Soon Willow looked around before realizing the door was still open. The music from the dance floor became louder as the door opened more slightly. The music R U Mine? by the Arctic Monkeys was playing. It was from 2013 but not much music was played after the apocalypse.

Willow looked at Dex for awhile than stretched her arms before wondering how much time has passed since they came. It felt like hours due to her horrible brother. God why can't Dorian actually co-operate with her for once. If Dex knew that she got him all wet and all, she would have to run and hide again. Willow looked around and saw a fridge. If there is something in there, even just a can of soda, she can use that. It would be awesome if there was soda. Oh this is going to be fun. Soon Willow looked back at Dex and looked up, seeing a hanging light and a few drapes dangling down from the ceiling.

((?))

((Sorry :P Been really busy the past month or so. School sucks.))

Dex would admit: he was still a little drunk. Perhaps not as much as he'd been before the whole water dumping incident went down, but just enough that he couldn't exactly piece the easiest of puzzles together. At least, not at first, he couldn't. Spotting her head popping up from behind the couch, Dex gave a little sigh, his lips pursing thereafter as he watched her for a second. She was smiling at him and asking a question. It took an entire moment for him to fully understand the words seeping from her lips. Shaggy dog? Oh, the whole water thing, she meant. Right, he got what she was saying then.

"Yeah, I don't know. Probably some asshole that-" Wait a minute. Now he got it. Stupid stupid, the voice in his head sang. His level of stupidity -- or drunkenness; he wasn't entirely sure which was more dominate at this point in time -- was overwhelming. "Or it was you," he stated, cocking his head to the side and letting a small ghost of a smile creep its way over his features. Of course it was Willow. Who else would have the gall to dump water on someone like him? He was obviously someone that didn't want to be messed with and only someone that knew he wouldn't do anything to them would have the audacity to do such a thing. Willow certainly had that.

((Haha its okay, i just can't wait till it ends xD))

Willow looked back at Dex when he talked. The few drops of hair dripped a little more as he though awhile. Maybe the water thing was actually working on him. Willow backed away, thinking he might get it. If he ever gets drunk again, she would never pour water, not on how this might end as. Willow looked at him as he soon talked again. The smile drawn on his face sent chills to her spine. Something bad was going to happen.

Willow looked around a few more times before soon trying not to laugh and said "I don't know what you are talking about" Of course she knew that she was a horrible liar. She looked down before twiddling her thumbs a little more for fun and looking back up. "Why would I ever try to dump water on you, esepcially if I know you" Willow started to walk away a little as she smiled. She still had her cat eye style and her mascara. She just hoped that he wouldn't get her drenched. Willow looked at him for awhile and backed away slowly.

((I can't wait either. I'm sooooo done with school.))

"Uh-huh," Dex commented, that smile still on his lips. It may have looked sharp and dangerous, but underneath, he was only being lighthearted. In hindsight, he would realize that was a thing about him that not many people understood: he always appeared too harsh, too cold, as though he would really do something terrible when he didn't have the intent at all. This time was one of those unfortunate moments, and he could safely say that he hadn't the slightest clue. So instead of backing off like he probably should have, Dex just gave a small, breathless chuckle and took a step forward.

"I'm sure you had absolutely nothing to do with it." He looked to her with amusement in his eyes as she asked her question. Why wouldn't she do it would be the better question. "Because I know you, and you're a terrible liar." Another step forward as she took a few back. "You might as well just give up now, Willow. I mean, you're gonna lose eventually. Telepathy works wonders for my case."

((Ikr, when does ur school end? And omg I can't with Dex))

Willow breathed heavily as she got a little nervous. The only thing literally between him and her was a sofa, which he could of probably jumped over. Willow backed a little as she felt uneven in her stomach just a little. She hated to get nervous. The fact of how Dex was giving a chilling smile and a few chuckles made her think as if he was one of those evil stereotypical villains with the eye patch and white cat.

"You would use your powers against me, Dex Hudson?" She said with her hand on her chest and having this sad look on her face. Willow soon backed away a little more as she could. Soon she noticed from Dex's agile walking pattern, there was almost nothing that blocked the distance between him and her. Willow backed a little more, going closer to the mini fridge. If she can just get a soda or a water bottle, she can shake it than run to the bathroom, locking the door. After awhile she can than come out and spray him more.

WIllow had to admit, she had an evil mind right now. How Dex would be so proud.

((Ikr, when does ur school end? And omg I can't with Dex))

Willow breathed heavily as she got a little nervous. The only thing literally between him and her was a sofa, which he could of probably jumped over. Willow backed a little as she felt uneven in her stomach just a little. She hated to get nervous. The fact of how Dex was giving a chilling smile and a few chuckles made her think as if he was one of those evil stereotypical villains with the eye patch and white cat.

"You would use your powers against me, Dex Hudson?" She said with her hand on her chest and having this sad look on her face. Willow soon backed away a little more as she could. Soon she noticed from Dex's agile walking pattern, there was almost nothing that blocked the distance between him and her. Willow backed a little more, going closer to the mini fridge. If she can just get a soda or a water bottle, she can shake it than run to the bathroom, locking the door. After awhile she can than come out and spray him more.

WIllow had to admit, she had an evil mind right now. How Dex would be so proud.

Dex definitely wasn't thinking straight, or at least not entirely logically. If he had been, he wouldn't have slipped his way over the sofa in the next minute. If he had been, he would have already asked her what was wrong, why she was so on edge. He didn't get that it was him or that it wasn't something he'd done. The alcohol, which was taking its time in disappearing from his system, was acting its part, and though he could definitely hear the words she was sputtering, he couldn't understand the tone exactly. At least, not at first.

"I mean, if I really had to-" Dex started, but he paused when he realized how she was looking at him. He'd been halfway through a step and suddenly noticed how she took one back whenever he took one forward. Was she...? Was she avoiding him? He stopped dead in his tracks, staring at her with understanding yet confusion in his grey eyes. He swallowed down the lump in his throat. "Willow... what is it? What's wrong?" Though he would never admit to it, Dex was secretly praying that it wasn't him, that she was just feeling sick or something. He didn't want to be the bad guy; he'd never wanted to be the bad guy, not really. He just... tended to be.

Willow looked at him when he asked if something was wrong. She was confused. Did she not know that she was joking. She was fine, she thinks. She couldn't tell. After finding something out, she didn't know whether she should be scared or happy right now. Telepathy was a strong power, sometimes out of control. Willow could tell Dex didn't really know how to control it. If he tried to use it, something could go wrong. Like how she tried to use her powers before. She remembers, how everytime she used her powers it just wouldn't stop. They placed her in a ward for awhile, make the powers be tamed by force. But that was long ago, 8 years ago.

It could also been about her news, od how,she had someone new comming to her life. Not Dex but, something now inside of her. But she didn't know about that. She could just be guessing that. Willow looked up to Dex and said "Yea" But in her mind, she said Maybe at the same time. She knew Dex from heart, how people judge him by his past or by some false actions. No one just understood that he is really kind, and he doesn't know how to control those false actions.

Willow looked at Dex right in the eye, than backed a little before using her feet to try to open the mini fridge slightly. She just didn't want to deal with anything right now, she just wants to have fun.

Dex, as was par the course for him, was perfectly okay with just having fun. He could live it up and drink and smoke and never get tired of it. And right then, even with his nagging suspicion that something was wrong, he went along with it -- just for her. "Right," he started, nodding just a bit. If she didn't want to explain anything, then that was fine. He was curious, he knew it, but he was determined not to be the brute everyone thought he was. He could do that, couldn't he? It couldn't be that impossible, even for him.

"I'm guessing there's no alcohol in there, yeah?" Dex asked, never really understanding that might be the wrong thing to say. She'd just splashed him with water to get him sober; why in the world would she possibly give him a drink after that? But Dex didn't get that; he never understood things like that, and he would later realize that was his most fatal downfall: he didn't understand anything, especially when it dealt with himself. Past his confusion with his powers and past his inability to control his strength, he never understood who he truly was turning out to be. Addiction to cigarettes and alcohol wasn't a good thing. That was common knowledge for most people, but it had never been for Dex. For him, those were just two things he indulged in daily. He'd always scoffed at the idea that they might be dangerous for him and those around him. He didn't think of those things, even when it cause him trouble.

And he was the reason they were in most of their trouble right then.

Willow wouldn't have gotten pregnant if he wasn't such an idiot. He could have been more careful and it would have been avoided, one big weight off of everyone's chest. Debt wouldn't be hanging over either of their head's -- especially Willow's, who really had nothing to do with the end result -- if it hadn't been for Dex. Being the product of a poor upbringing wasn't reason to become a convict. And yet, there he was, proving his incapability every single time he opened his mouth. Idiot: he was an idiot and he didn't even see it.

Willow looked at him and widened her eyes before shaking her head. She swallowed and lookef at the bathroom before opening the mini fridge. She grabbed a soda can and shook it. She opened the can which caused soda to spray all over him. She laughed happily before turning and runnibg the bathroom, dropping the can and closibg the door. She had to admit that she just wanted to have fun.

Willow laughed for awhile than realized the door wasn't locked. If Dex was strong he could of easily pushed it open. Willow grabbed the knob and pushed the door with all her strength to make sure it was closed

To his surprise, Dex actually let out a laugh when she sprayed him. Why? He couldn't exactly tell. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe he was just in the mood to mess around with Willow simply because he could. She was the person he spent the most time with and the person he'd admitted he was in love with. If he couldn't have fun with her, then what was the point?

Just as predicted, he followed after her to the bathroom, only to have the door shut in his face. He shook his head, beaming all the while. Hand closing over the handle, he realized that it wasn't locked and began to push on it a bit, feeling it give way under his strength. There was no question in his mind that he could break in if he wanted to, so he didn't really waste any time in doing so. He just kind of... pushed his way in.

((Merp. Crappy post :P ))

Willow felt his pressure and wasn't able to closed the door so she threw the can in the small garbage can and moved so she can let Dex in. She looked at him and backed away a little. Her long bangs were in the eyes as she slightly giggled and she placed her hands up in surrender. Her hair was slightly messed from laying her head on the door previously

Honestly, Willow didn't care on her looks. Its not like she was overreactant on looks. Besides she was with Dex, she doesn't care what she looks lile with him. Because she loved her either way.

((Haha its okay :)))

((Aha... hahahaha... I'm totally not extremely extremely late on this or anything... Ha... I am so sorry.))

As the door burst open underneath his weight, Dex found himself looking at her from across the room, his chest heaving with heavy breaths. He walked forward carelessly, a bright smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Despite the fact that they were both getting tired and despite the fact that they probably looked like they'd partied more at this place than they actually had, Dex still thought she looked beautiful. Part of that might have been from the alcohol, but he assured himself that even when he became sober again, she'd still be just as beautiful. That was just the way Willow was.

Quickly catching her around the waist before she could run anywhere else (not that there was another place to go, anyways), he picked her up lightly and spun around just a bit, drunk off the amusement and liquor swirling through his system. The two together were a sticky sweet combination. Dex himself loved the entire feel of it. A small laugh bubbled up in his chest as he set her down again, and then his grin melted from upbeat and playful to soft and tender. He didn't say a word. He didn't think he needed to.

((urrr baackk :D I need help bringing this place alive again ;-; And im sorry i replied realllly late as well))


Willow yelped slightly as he picked her up and spun her, grabbing on to his neck and giggling against it. She hinted at the scent of alcohol from his giggling mouth. She looked at her outfit as it was now sticky and wet from his mess that she made upon him. I guess it was either revenge, or plain karma. Willow smiled and looked at him before soon going on her tip toes and fixing his hair from the dirty mess. "You're really drunk"

Willow smiled slightly before soon hearing a large thud from outside. Willow wondered slightly before walking past Dex. She of course cares about him and knows he is too drunk currently to handle anything. He wouldn't be such a goofy man if he wasn't. Willow walked slowly to the door that leads to the main studio before opening it slightly, peeking at what is happening outside.

Mutants.. About 4 of them outside and taking over the place, with a bit of powers. Those idiots. . . She has to get Dex and her out of here... But how? They are on the second floor, and her bookbag is in the lockers at the third floor. Plus her brother, even though she hated him, still needed him. There was a few things that she needed to reveal. Hopefully she Dex safe...thats a main objective.

(Hey man it's been almost 3 years lmao, wanna bring the Willex back to life? I've been wanting to roleplay again but I don't know where to go)