This choice: Allison declares that they're going streaking. • Go Back...Chapter #3Allison declares that they're going streaking. by: Apollo Copious amounts of alcohol was relatively new territory for Total Breakdown, and Crystal especially. As the lead vocalist, corrosives like alcohol would make all the years of practice and research turn to naught, and Aimee and Jen and were no strangers to backup singing, so alcohol abstinence was essentially a must. Even so, they decided to suspend this rule for tonight, figuring one night of hard partying wouldn't destroy them. If parents would let responsible teenagers have a sip on St. Patrick's day or New Year's, why not a little more for adults to celebrate a major success?
Unfortunately, the high of the night's triumph turned a little into a lot very quickly. Before long, the girls found themselves staggering about and slurring their words. The lack of experience only compounded their problems even further. This party and its members were certain to hit the floor very quickly unless someone changed their course. For that, there was Allison.
Unlike the rest of the girls, Allison's singing time was minimal since she never could get the hang of stick work with a microphone in the way. It allowed her a less restrictive lifestyle, and she enjoyed every moment of the booze-filled freedom she could manage. Among the positive consequences were that she had developed some resistance to the physical effects and had learned to function normally even as it hit her, making her the lone sober-looking girl at this celebration. That said, her mental state would still become quite impaired. This was made most obvious when she spoke up.
"You three are such amateurs," Allison said.
Jen said, "Well ekshcushe ush, Abshent Ally!"
"Yeah, anyone could 'o thish if they blew off practish ta party ash much ash you," Crystal added.
"There's a simple way to solve it," Allison continued. "We take a quick jog while you're all still smashed. You'll figure it out through practice."
"Shounds good," Crystal said.
"Just one thing: strip first."
"Wah?" Aimee asked. Though Aimee was blushing the whole time, there was no question in anyone's mind that her face got darker.
"How doesh that help?" Crystal continued.
"You don't want your clothes and stuff throwing your balance off, do you? Besides, what's a party without some streaking?"
"Your only shaying that cuz you shuck at beer pong!" Jen says with a grin.
Allison finally joined the crimson cheeks club, recalling a few particularly embarrassing games of beer pong. The guys all insisted that a shut out means the loser does a naked lap, and early on Allison didn't have the know-how to make a shot while sober. Mortifying as it was - especially on the occasion her clothes "disappeared" and she needed to call Jen for help - Allison persevered until she could finally hit at least one cup. Add to it...
"How do you think I learned to function completely blitzed?" Allison said. "No better system than streaking."
"Fine, fine!" Crystal concluded. "I'm the bosh and I shay she'sh right! Now shtrip! You too, Allishon!"
Without flinching, Allison said, "Wouldn't have it any other way. Someone's gotta take charge of you lightweights."
At Crystal's command, the girls alternated between filling the tank and shedding their covers, more than enough of the former to have Allison stagger against a leaning room. Even Aimee was coaxed into it after their leader let loose some friendly groping in intimate areas. They didn't bother to keep their shoes since most of them weren't sensible for running, and Allison claimed it would help toughen them up. Besides, the streets around here weren't too littered, especially since the garbage trucks made their rounds today.
Once the floor was dressed, Crystal led the girls on their grand adventure for the evening. Unlike Allison's beer pong losses, she decided this wouldn't be a simple lap. Instead, she blazed a trail at random, leading her bandmates wherever she got the impulse. This led the girls right into trouble as... indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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