GET CARRIED AWAY / potluck + truth/dare

[deimos]

Slowly, the burning in her lungs, her chest settled. Maybe it was a sign she should've stayed home. The nervous, sick feeling in her throat only was aggravated, thinking about the flight to the island a few days ago made it worse. She coughed again for a moment, before blinking gently. The warmth was something Sam couldn't resist instinctively as Goldie tucked her in closer. Her ears flattened for a moment, a nervous glance casted towards Aurum, then Leroy, then back towards Goldie. "It's no' for me. Everyone. It's a party, right?" She replied, blinking gently at her. There was.. some lie in that innocent truth. Sam would be drinking by the end of the night.

However, the wheezing did bring attention and concern. Two things Sam would have liked to avoid. Parties weren't really her thing, even back before the Abyssal Split. She coughed. However, the asthma problem had only gotten worse since her first chainsmoking event. "M' fine. Just a little bit of.. a tight chest." However, her reply got spoken over by Goldie. Her eyes lifted to her, matching for a moment. She darted them away just as quickly as Goldie did, reaching up to pat her own chest for a moment, trying to get the hoarseness out of the way.

"Uh yeah hi. Sam here." The same paw that was resting on her chest transitioned to waving for a moment, and she hesitated just before it hit the ground again. Did she want to get up and implore in the food? But that meant leaving Goldie's side, stepping away from the brushing fur. Her eyes slowly dropped to Goldie's far larger ones, twitching them for a moment, before awkward silence ensued, her mismatched eyes dropping away to watch the ice slowly start to melt around the booze.

"SPEECH"

♡♡♡
tags