1x05
| ice cold |SMALLVILLE, KANSAS
END OF OCTOBER, 2001
THE WOODSTHE SMELL OF CHEAP BEER,
Was strong walking through the dark cold woods. The only source of light came from the flickering glow of several bonfires in the area.
Bodies swayed in the firelight, a tangled mess of limbs and laughter. The booming music thumbs loudly, making a headache form for Lucy Lang. Along with her alcohol intake, it just made it worse.
Lucy had her head against Pete's shoulder, rubbing her arms with her hands, trying to warm herself up. She takes another sip of her beer, the alcohol warming the inside of her body.
"Woah, maybe slow down, Lucy." Pete says, reaching for the girls cup. "Isn't that like your fourth cup?" Lucy lifts her head from his shoulder and moves her hand, containing the red solo cup, away from Pete.
"What, no! It's my only my second." Pete gives her a stern look, watching as she takes another sip of the drink. "Okay, third." Pete raises his eyebrows, "Fine it's my fourth." Lucy giggles.
"How did you do that? It's like you're a witch forcing things out of me. Or is it because I'm a terrible liar. I think it's because you're a witch Pete-Oh! No you're a sorcerer." Lucy chuckles to herself.
Drunk Lucy and Sober Lucy were not all that different, both endlessly rambled; drunk Lucy about anything that comes to her mind, both were blunt; drunk Lucy more than sober her seemingly had absolutely no filter, both had no shame; again drunk Lucy more than sober her. Really the only difference is that drunk Lucy becomes more touchy with people than she usually would be, gets more childish and gets emotional over little things fast.
Pete opens his mouth to tell her she needs to drink some water but Lucy spots two people that made her get right up from her seat on the log and start skipping towards them, "Look, Petey! It's Chloe and Clarky."
Her foot steps come to a stop in front of the two friends who were in a conversation. They stopped their talk, seeing the bubbly girl in front of them who wasn't usually like that.
Lucy squeezes in between them and puts her arm around Chloe's shoulders while trying to do the same to Clark but failing, due to her not being able to reach his shoulders, instead she links her arm with his. "Why do you have to be so tall? I can't reach, you need knee surgery so I actually can." Lucy tells Clark before turning to Chloe.
"Where have you been? Me and Pete have been waiting. We started without you." She taunts, waving the red cup in her hand that's linked with Clark's. She lifts it up to her mouth, struggling due to her not letting go of Clark's arm. When she finally reached her lips, it was then she realized it was empty. She looks inside of it confused and shakes it upside down to see no liquid falling out.
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