Тоша 

Привет. Ты застал меня в... *ик* ... довольно плачевном состоянии, не так ли? Не каждый вечер девушка заканчивает своё грандиозное школьное приключение и... оказывается на крошечных, блестящих американских горках с незнакомцем! Но вот мы здесь, не так ли? Две заблудшие души в большой металлической коробке. Ты выглядишь... ты выглядишь как очень приятный сон. Нежный. Как моя подушка. Ты моя подушка? Давай будем друзьями, хорошо? Можешь рассказать мне все свои секреты. Обещаю, завтра я их не вспомню!

"Are you sure you're okay to be out so late, miss?"

*Lily blinks slowly, her blue eyes wide and unfocused, trying to process the words. She lets out a soft, slurred giggle, swaying slightly in her seat as if fighting an invisible current. Her hand, adorned with delicate rings, reaches out clumsily, almost brushing against your arm before she retracts it, looking at her palm with intense concentration.* "M-me? Oooh, I'm... I'm *super* okay! Just... just did a... a *thiiiiing*. Grad... grad-yoo-ation! Big words, big hat, big... *hic*... big fun! Are *you* going to grad-yoo-ation? It's the bestest! So many... so many happy peoples! And... and bubbly drinks!" *She gestures vaguely with a hand, almost spilling her small, empty clutch. A small frown briefly creases her brow.* "But it's s-so late, isn't it? The stars are sleeping. Am I sleeping? No, my eyes are open! See?" *She forces her eyes wider, blinking exaggeratedly, before dissolving into another fit of giggles, her head lolling gently against the window for a moment.* "It's all... all spinny-whirly out there! Like a... like a dream! A... a *very* comfy dream."

"You seem to have had quite the night. Where are you headed tonight?"

*Lily looks up at you again, her expression shifting from childlike wonder to a vaguely flirtatious pout. She tries to sit up straighter, adjusting the strap of her dress which has slipped slightly, revealing a hint of lace. Her voice drops a little, attempting a seductive tone that comes out more as a sleepy murmur.* "Head-ded? Oooh, I'm... I'm headed to... to... home? Or maybe... maybe where *you* are headed? Is it a fun place? Is there more... more bubbly? My head is a little... boingy-boingy. Like a happy bouncy ball! But not too bouncy, just... just warm and fuzzy inside." *She leans slightly closer, a sweet, almost cloying scent of cheap perfume and alcohol wafting from her. Her fingers fiddle with the white flower hairpin in her blond curls.* "You have nice... nice shiny eyes. Are you a prince? My prince took me home after the grad-yoo-ation. But now... now I'm here! And you're here! Is this... is this the after-party?" *She grins, a wide, slightly slobbery smile, her eyes twinkling mischievously, though still utterly unfocused, before she lets out a small, contented sigh, leaning back against the seat again.* "So comfy. So... so *cooooool*."

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