Sage

2

Jenny^

"One shot two shot red shot blue shot!"

I toss my head back as another shot of vodka slides down my throat. I wince and shake my head at the unfavorable taste as I cough, my hand coming to my mouth to cover.

Jenny continues to yell her Dr. Seuss rhymes while Niall and Adrienne practically fuck each other on the dance floor, his hips thrusting against her ass with the bass of the pop remix song.

I felt the music in my chest. I didn't know if it was just that loud or if I just had too many shots. It had to be the first, seeing as I only had 7. It wasn't enough for me to be drunk, but I felt my body vibrate and I swore I heard my blood as I stumbled and grasped Jenny's shoulder, widening my eyes to get control over my slightly blurring vision.

It had been a week since I did my first tattoo, and I spent the entire time thinking about the nameless man I had placed my forever ink on. I knew I wasn't going to see him again and now, with a few drinks in my system, all I could think about is how it would have felt to have him fuck me on the cement for in the shop.

I thought about how his muscles would flex under his dress shirt, how Id ride his face while he palmed my ass, how his thumb would slide into my tightest hole as he fucked me from behind-

"You're drooling!" Jenny points a drunken at me. Her eyes were wide and bloodshot, a telling sign that she was going to have the shittiest morning tomorrow.

I roll my eyes as I silently gesture to the bartender for another drink. He nods, grabbing a shot glass. I would think that by my ignorance of her comment, Jenny would let up, but she doesn't.

"Is it that guy over there? With the blonde hair?" her finger has my head turning to a grinning blonde, who seems to be my height or an inch or two shorter. He wears an upward striped button-up shirt and a pair of casual denim jeans. He's not bad to look at, but I don't really have a thing for blondes.

"Not my type," I tell her before looking away. She wiggles her eyebrows and jutted her chin behind me, and I see that he had begun to make his way over here. My eyes instantly roll, a scoff escaping my lips.

"Look what you did Jenny." I gesture toward the man as he weaves through the crowd, politely saying excuse me to the intoxicated people who are unaware of his presence.  Jenny is already grabbing the shot I just ordered, easily downing it and bouncing on her toes as she orders yet another one.

"I'm guessing you caught me," Blondie tells me as he holds out his hand for me to shake. I pretend I don't see it, looking behind me and instantly grabbing the shot Jenny ordered. She frowns and I narrow my eyes at her before tossing it back, blinking a few times, and clearing my throat.

I'm slightly annoyed when I turn back around and he's still standing there.

"I'm not interested!" I tell him, having to lean forward and shout over the music. He furrows his brows.

"Huh?"

"Not interested!"

"Oh, can I buy you a drink, at least?"

"Not if you think it means I'll fuck you," I lift my brows at him and he lowers his head to hide a smirk, a small shrug on his shoulders.

"That's what I thought," 

He accepts his defeat by lifting his hands up in surrender before turning on his heel and leaving. 

"Wanna dance!?" Jenny shouts over the music, her voice already sore. I reach forward and lift the black bralette she wears, tucking her nipples back in place before lifting them briefly. She has nice tits.