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"Does the back look good?" Destiny asks Chuck as she turned around so Chuck could see the back of her head. She had just finished braiding her hair, after taking a shower as she had been visibly dirty from the day. "It looks good," Chuck confirmed. "You excited for the bonfire?" She asked, grabbing her shoes and pulling them on.
"If you let me drink some of Gally's recipe, then I will be," Chuck said only to get a snicker from Destiny. "Not a chance, little man. Wait 'till you turn at least fifteen, then maybe I'll give you a sip," Destiny ruffled his hair as he pouted in response. "Fine," he huffed.
"Don't pout. Come on, let's have fun tonight."
Two hours later, Chuck watched with a small snicker as Destiny downed yet her fourth drink of the night. And, yes, she was drunk, not drunk enough to where she wouldn't remember anything, but drunk to where she could barely control her actions. But when she was drunk, she was way more fun. "Who keeps giving her more?" Gally took the glass out of her hand, "That was mine," Destiny tried to reach for it but their height difference did that no good. "You've had enough to drink, Des."
Destiny rolled her eyes and walked, or more, stumbled over to Minho, "Hi, Minho. How are you?" Her words slurred as she took a seat next to him on the log. "Drunk again, Des?" She nodded with a smile and reached for his glass but he moved it out of reach for her. "You've had enough for the night," he patted her back and she frowned, "You guys are no fun. I'm gonna find Newtie."
Destiny made her way over the log Newt and the Greenie were sat up against. "What are you guys talking about?" Destiny laid her chin on Newt's shoulder, "How much have you drank, Des?" Newt questioned as Destiny reached for his drink but he moved it away. "Not nearly enough," she sighed.
She then realized the Greenie was looking at her, "Oh hey. We haven't properly met yet. I'm Destiny." She stuck out her hand and he shook it, "I would tell you my name but I don't remember it," he replied. Destiny chuckled, "It's okay. You'll get it soon. You can call me Dessie, it's what my friends call me." Destiny pressed a small peck on Newt's cheek before climbing over to sit next to him.
