“It’s fine, if my luck plays right I might just find some hot single gay guy and fall into his arms. But you both have fun with whatever this is.” Sebastian muttered as he straightened himself up and walked away

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Caririce waved a hand at Sebastian's back as he staggered away, rolled her eyes, and crossed her legs before handing the bottle back to Harley.

The fit:

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WE LOVE THE FITTTT///

It is cutesy ^^ lol//

Harley grabbed the bottle and took another swig. Caririce or whatever her name was, looked pretty hot in her outfit, and he already rocked with her vibe. As the alcohol started to come to his head, he began talking. “So… heading to the ball tonight? A pretty girl like you would look great in a dress.”

“Not that you don’t already look great in that skirt.”

Caririce laughed, the sound soft but genuine. "I'm afraid I don't have a date," She purred, rolling her sharp, brown eyes. "But that hasn't stopped me yet, so yes, I am going, and thank you for the compliment." She stood, smoothing her skirt with her hands, the wrinkles disappearing with the movement. "Maybe I'll see you there." She said, offering him a wink and beginning to make her way down the path into the school.

Harley fell in place with her. “Might as well escort you there, since we’re going to the same place. Can’t have a sweet girl like you walk alone, can I.”

Harley grabbed another drink out of his bag, this time a bottle of gin, which he had also smuggled in from the hogs head, and took a swig, then offered it to Caririce, (Harley is the type of guy that can drink forever and then is super hungover the next day)

(Oop XD does the ball have a theme?)

"Apparently not," Caririce said, giving Harley a side-long glance, taking the gin with a small smile. "How much drink do you have on you?" She asked, another laugh ringing through the air.