- One word (I’ll write a headcanon for it)
- Ships (GIF Reactions)
- M!As
- MvM
- Truth or Dare
- would you rather
- have you ever
- anons
- Who you ship my character with
- Nightmares
- Try to break, anger, humor, arouse my character
- ANYTHING
(Source: rightchester)
I was busy all day but I’m here now and ready to rp! Anyone interested?
“I’m Katherine Pierce, I’m a frigid bitch thats going to die alone.” She said, a note of sadness in her voice as she fell back against the couch. She stood up suddenly, turning her stereo on full blast, “Alex lets dance!” She chirped suddenly, pulling the girl up off the couch.
She frowned and was about the say something when Katherine suddenly got up. Laughing softly as she was was pulled up, she spun around in a circle. She knew that talking about serious subjects wasn’t the best idea when one was drunk. So she danced. “Is this something you do often?” she asked, a slight giggle in her voice.
“Lets just drink. More.” Katherine giggles, falling back on the couch, taking a seperate bottle from what Alex had so they could both have one, she drank heavily, her lids drooping slightly. “So who are you anyway, besides an avid alien believer. Do you dance? I like dancing.” She hums.
Alex walked over and sat down sideways in and armchair, her legs thrown over on the arms. She shrugged, taking another drink. “I’m Alex Tyler, I’m from London, and I love to dance.” Tilting her head, she looked over at Kathrine. “What about you, who are you?”
“Yeah which is good because I’ve had an awful night.” She admits, sitting down nodding wildly while drinking and offering her the bottle. It’s obvious Katherine just needs a friend for once.
Alex took the offered bottle with a small smile. She took a swig before handing it back. “Wanna talk about it? Or we could just drink.”
“Lets say a bit of both. Hey! You’re alien girl!” Kat chirps actually wrapping the girl in a sloppy hug.
“That’s me.” she said with an awkward grin, as the woman hugged her. “So you’ve been having fun, huh?”
“I turn to tequila! And when that doesn’t work I turn to Jack. Or Jim. Or Jose.” She slurs her words, evident that shes been drinking for a bit
“That’s a lot of guys you got there.” She said with am amused laugh. “Bad night, or just bored?”
