( by the time kimberly finds her way back into the party en masse, she's long since ditched her daisy dukes to the party gods, which leaves her a bit unsure of what to do first. while slipping under silken sheets does sound particularly heavenly, she'd much rather do it in private than during a rager like this one.
a mental note, though, to see if she can manage to register a room — after all, it's not like the city seems to keep stellar records.
with trini otherwise occupied with chatting up some hot young thing outside and the bar scene looking a little rowdy for her tastes, she opts instead to find a quieter, more relaxed locale. the couch is a good start, with endless cable channels to choose from and a plethora of snacks on the coffee table, and a familiar face at one end of it makes it even better.
she's apparently gotten into a bit of a habit of running into steve rogers these days. )
Hey, stranger, ( drawled out with a grin as she sinks into the plush cushions, bare legs curling up at her side as she balances a cup. it's surprisingly just coke, nothing mixed. ) I didn't think I'd see you at a party like this.
▸ red solo cup, i fill you up, let's have a party.
a mental note, though, to see if she can manage to register a room — after all, it's not like the city seems to keep stellar records.
with trini otherwise occupied with chatting up some hot young thing outside and the bar scene looking a little rowdy for her tastes, she opts instead to find a quieter, more relaxed locale. the couch is a good start, with endless cable channels to choose from and a plethora of snacks on the coffee table, and a familiar face at one end of it makes it even better.
she's apparently gotten into a bit of a habit of running into steve rogers these days. )
Hey, stranger, ( drawled out with a grin as she sinks into the plush cushions, bare legs curling up at her side as she balances a cup. it's surprisingly just coke, nothing mixed. ) I didn't think I'd see you at a party like this.