Poison // l.p

/s l o w u p d a t e s/: The first time she saw him, it was from across the room. His head was buried in the cleavage of some blonde, slurring sweet nothings into her ear in an intoxication-induced rage. And every Saturday night after it held the same scenario, but always with a different girl.
One night in a drunken slew of jokes, Sienna is dared to be that girl. And boy, do things get interesting.