[Open] When We Drink We Do It Right

[Ethan John Fox]

Ethan nodded along as Liam spoke. Shit yeah that had to be the toughest thing in the world. And while he wanted to know about Liam’s experiences he didn’t want to necessarily know about the ‘newsworthy’ experiences. If he wanted to know those, he could do some research on CNN. There wasn’t any need to make the man go into detail about that. But if he could just get inside his head and find out about the day-to-day activities as a soldier, really get inside his brain on what made him tick and what he missed most and what he realized he took for granted, Ethan knew he’d get a better grip on his character. But there wasn’t any need to push it. Ethan scrunched his nose as he watched the small exchange between Bailey and Liam, giving an understanding nod when Liam said he needed to head out. “ Understood, I’ll get your number from Bailey and we’ll meet up soon, mate” he said. He was just about to turn to head into the kitchen when he felt the punch in his arm and looked down to see Shane. “ Hey brother!” he said excitedly, ignoring the punch to his arm for now as he wrapped his long arms around Shane and squeezed him tightly. Sure as hell was his brother now that he knew that Claire was a Madden. “ She’s in the kitchen with the rest of her friends… or she was. I’m not honestly sure where she’s at right now,” Ethan said absent mindedly as he looked over the crowd to scan it quickly before looking back down at Shane. “ How was tour? Claire said it went fucking fantastic… I know she’s glad your home, mate. How much cuddling did you do with Brayden as soon as you walked in the door? Was he nervous around you at first?” he asked with a lift of his eyebrow as he smiled down at Shane again. It really was good to see him, he had an energy and life that he brought to things.

[Hope Sophia Drake]

Hope let herself into the party and headed straight to the kitchen, finding the nearest empty cup and poured herself a shot. She downed it in one swift sip without cringing and spun around, looking for either of her sisters or friends. She spotted Hanna from the back and saw she was with her fellow womb dwellers. Hope approached them, her cup now full of something strong and tapped Hanna on the ass, "boo," and smiled at Destiny who was very covered. That was cute. Hope reached out and hugged her sister, "Hey love," and smiled over at Vinny. "What'd I miss, Kristen is getting down with London?" Hope turned around to look and saw Kristen getting pretty flirty with Noah on the dance floor, "Woo, I feel naughty watching," she chuckled, looking at Faith and peeked in her cup, "What are you drinking, something fruity?" Hope took another sip of her drink, looking back over at Noah and Kristen dancing and managed to catch his eye when he looked up. Hope smiled brightly and waved at him before turning back to her sisters. Funny how they had met, Destiny inviting him over to be Hope's 'hook up' for the night when really they had just hit it off pretty well and were good friends. She was sure she'd have a proper hello with him later, he looked busy at the moment anyways.

[Noah Rylan Renner]

The song seemed to change halfway through and when he looked up to see Shane walking away he figured he had something to do with it. Not to mention the fact that about fifteen seconds later that was a very loud, very enthusiastic Claire making her way through a crowd of people insisting that ‘this was her jam’. Noah smirked slightly, keeping his arm wrapped loosely around Kristen’s waist, looking up when he caught eyes with Hope. “ Oh hey, Hope’s here,” he said, standing up straight as he dropped his hand from Kristen’s body. Noah licked his lips, reaching up to fix the strap of her bra and eased it underneath the fabric of her shirt before he tilted his head to gesture for her to follow. If she wanted to that is. It wasn’t like he had complete control over her decisions, or any control for that matter. “ What a group of beautiful ladies,” he said with a grin as he approached Faith,Destiny,Hope and Hanna. “ Hello lovelies,” he said with his thick British accent, placing his hand on each of their lower backs before planting a kiss on each of their cheeks. “ Hope,” he said with a slight nod of his head and a smile. He could always pour himself another drink. “ And where have you been lately? Avoiding my calls?” he said as he leaned his elbows on the counter and smiled at the girls around him. “ You know what, loves? I feel like this party could be a lot more interesting if the lot of us went somewhere more cozy. We could get into our knickers, have a pillow fight.. “ he said, trying to give them each a cheeky grin before he stood up straight to take a drink from his cup.

[Bailey Grace Prestley]

Bailey crossed her arms as squared her shoulders and narrowed her eyebrows. She was the physical representation of putting her walls up right now in this moment; it couldn’t look more like that was what she was doing if Bob the Builder had manifested next to her and start handing her bricks and cement. “You think you just have all the answers,” she spatted off at him in the middle of his little speech. “You kn- you thin-. YOU think you know me better than anyone else?” she said, tilting her upper body back dramatically as she loudly burst out a short ‘ha’. “ Oh yeah, Liam. You know me sooo well. Name one real moment we had on set,” she said with a lift of her eyebrow. But she didn’t even notice that he had gotten off the elevator, speaking to herself “ Stop the act..” but as the doors started to close again she realized where she was and threw her hand up to make them open before she busted out of the elevator on a mission with what had to look like the same vigorous nature as Shane tearing into a box of twinkies. “ You want ME to quit an act? Are you KIDDING ME?!” she screamed out at the top of her lungs, ignoring the staff at the bottom level, accompanied by the innocent bystanders just trying to go to and from home. Bailey brought her hand up to point at him as she angrily strode his way. “ You are the last god damn person to talk about putting up walls. You want to point out that we spent a year together? A god damn year?” she said, pushing her hands up against his chest as she used all of her force to shove him. “ What’s BULLSHIT is that you think it’s okay to point out that you think you know me so god damn well, yet you never offered to let me in on who the FUCK YOU ARE,” she said, pushing her hands against him again. “ Such a god damn hypocrite. How about when you want to drop your fucking act you let me know? Is this real? Is this what you wanted? Is this the ‘me’ you were talking about? You are just as fucking guilty of putting up walls as I am. You should understand that defense mechanism better than anybody, you jackass. I tell you that it’s time to walk away… and THEN you tell me to come and talk to you I’m ready? Real piece of work, Liam.” Bailey offered, pausing herself to finally stop and look around at everyone that had stopped to watch them.

[Anthony Marcus Owen]

Anthony smiled against Carrie’s lips as they moved closer to the bed. He quickly looked up at the door when he heard someone trying to get in, ”They’ll leave when the realize it’s locked.” he said with a smile. Just then the door flung open and Cody was practically running in. Shit. Well he was going to find out sooner or later. Might as well have it sooner. Before Anthony could say anything, Cody’s fist was coming at his face. The impact knocked him back a bit. Okay, fair enough. He definitely deserved it. It could have been much worse. Instead of leaving, Cody could have kept on hitting him. That would have turned into and all out brawl. Anthony brought his hand up to his cheek and flinched a bit as he pressed his hand against it. He moved his hand away when Carrie brought her’s up. He smiled, “It’s all good. Nothing to apologize for.” Anthony placed a soft kiss on her forehead and then looked at the doorway and gave Kyle a slight nod of his head to let him know all was good. Reaching his hand up, Anthony ran it through Carrie’s hair.

[Kristen Renee Thomas]

Kristen gulped down the drink as Noah helped her. She lightly wiped a drop off of the corner of her lips with her thumb. Allowing Noah to take the lead, she followed behind him deeper into the crowd and then easily turned around in front of him. Right now nothing was clear. Her head was spinning, not from the alcohol, but from the air between her and Noah. She felt his lips on her shoulder and it was becoming harder to breathe. Kristen closed her eyes. Her thoughts were fuzzy and she couldn’t make out a single one of them. As she tried to clear her head, she felt her shirt back on her shoulder. Quickly opening her eyes, she saw Hope in the kitchen with the rest of the girls. “Uh, yeah..” was all Kristen could manage to say and she followed Noah out to meet up with them. Kristen somehow managed to regulate her breathing and get her mind cleared up by the time they reached the group. She gave a small smile and then stood next to Hanna, “Whatcha drinking?” she asked as she took the cup from her. Kristen gave the cup back to Hanna after she took a good sized sip and just smiled, “Yum.” She was ignoring the look she was getting from Faith at the moment. You didn’t even have to look at Faith to know exactly what look she had on, you just felt it.