Well,Dakota pulled a bottle of scotch from the liquor cabinet. Her hazel eyes almost golden in the dim light from the fireplace,
you heard them. Guess we have to just...wait it out.Three tumblers filled with amber liquid. Rhea's auburn hair tossed over her shoulder as she took one. Dakota's blonde braid trailing down her shoulder as she gave you the second glass. Dakota took the third. Refills came soon after. Soon, Dakota had unzipped her quarter neck thermal down. Rhea had taken off her down vest and was just in her flannel and leggings. Someone suggested heading upstairs. You had swayed. Two bodies had pressed to your sides. Hazel and Green eyes had met yours. Hands had gripped places that friends don't usually touch.