Lisa pulled the last bottle from the brown sack, setting it on her desk. She smiled as she looked at the assortment of drinks she had purchased from the liquor store, proud that for the first time since she turned 21 she had purchased alcohol. Tonight was going to be a great night, just her and her best friend, celebrating the end of a hard few weeks of tests.
The 5'7" brunette took a step back, pulling the ponytail from her hair and letting the dark brown locks fall around her shoulders. The curvy, dark-complected woman had chosen to wear simple clothes today; she wore a salmon pink t-shirt that clung to her body, and fitted jeans. Her feet were bear, being a habitual sandal-wearer; her toe-nails and finger-nails painted a soft blue color.
A night where she had no worries. Just her, her best friend, and the alcohol. She didn't know where this night would take her, and she didn't care. Tonight, she was going to have fun.
The 5'7" brunette took a step back, pulling the ponytail from her hair and letting the dark brown locks fall around her shoulders. The curvy, dark-complected woman had chosen to wear simple clothes today; she wore a salmon pink t-shirt that clung to her body, and fitted jeans. Her feet were bear, being a habitual sandal-wearer; her toe-nails and finger-nails painted a soft blue color.
A night where she had no worries. Just her, her best friend, and the alcohol. She didn't know where this night would take her, and she didn't care. Tonight, she was going to have fun.