Comment and vote? It would really help my self esteem.
"How do I look?" I was confident that I looked bad ass, but nothing was good enough for Margaret, I needed to look my absolute best. "Dude you look fine" Rigby retorted fooling with his hoody zipper.
Sure I do. I tampered with my hair in the mirror for the thousandth time, when Benson knocked on our bedroom door. "Your friends are downstairs waiting for you guys." He glanced around the room for a second but didn't flinch at the mess, I guess he was use to seeing our room this way and it honestly looked like a horror show in here.
"Alright, tell them we'll be right down." Rigby said.
Benson left closing the door behind him. I turned to rigby and I looked him up and down. He looked good. He had on skin tight black jeans with a simple hoody. He could wear a freaking diaper and still look hot though. No homo
"Jeez dude, you might as well take a picture. It'll last longer." Rigby snarled. "Oh. sorry" I said awkwardly scratching the back of my neck, turning the other way.
I headed downstairs with Rigg right behind me.
I saw Margaret talking to Eileen on the porch. They were ranting about how excited they were for tonight. While they were doing so I let me eyes roam Margaret's body.
She had on a lace burgundy dress. It was a bit short...let me rephrase that, it was way too short. I caught a glimpse of her panties as she bent over to adjust the strap of her heels. I wasn't sure on how I felt about her attire. It made me feel uneasy in a way..
Eileen on the other hand had on a colorful skater dress that complimented her figure. She looked cute as she beamed at Rigby showing her pearly whites with a cheeky grin. Rigby didn't seem to notice though.
"So you guys ready for a good time?" Margaret asked as we started heading our way to the party
"Of course! I'm gonna get my groove on. Maybe even meet my soul mate" Eileen said with such excitement.
Rigby just grunted and stared out in the distance. He was unbelievably quiet.. I really need to ask him what's going on.
I watched the crowd in amusement. Some people were dressed in eye popping costumes and other's were dressed casual.
I also noticed that people were dancing pretty wild. While others were practically dry humping each other. I felt a bit disgusted, I hated seeing people being intimate with each other in public. Why can't they get a room? I spotted Rigby by the bar, just staring at the crowd with a blank expression. He must be hung up on Eileen still.
"You having fun Baby?" I turned my attention to Margaret. Her speech was slurd, her makeup was smudged and she was practically tripping over her own feet.
"Ummm...Yea. You okay?" I sat her down at a table near us and sat across from her.
"I would be better with you inside me." She said wiggling her eyebrows and biting her thin bottom lip. I gaped at her with astonishment. Was she serious? She got up from her seat and sat on my lap wrapping her arm around my neck.
"I know you want me baby." I tried not to grimace at how fowl her breath smelled from all the beer she's been downing. She licked her bottom lip with a hungry look in her eyes. She then started making weird unattractive faces. I guess she was trying to look sexy, but she just looked clownish.
"Margaret you don't know what your saying. You're drunk." I said trying to push her off me. I don't like this side to her.
"Oh yes I do." Before I had a chance to respond I felt her lips latch on mine. I gave in and soon I was kissing her back but something was off. The kiss was enjoyable but weren't there suppose to be sparks? Electricity? Fireworks? Or at least a tingle? Nope. There was none of that, just a pair of sloppy lips moving against mine.