To say Bonnie was drunk was potentially a little of an understatement. She pulled it off well, not slurring but talking with a thicker Scottish accent and a little more thought was put into each word than normal.
It had been 3 weeks, nearly a month since she gave birth. And her body was slowly returning to how it was. To look at her now, it would just be thought she was a little pudgy in places, rather than post-pregnancy. Her stomach soft and a little rounder than it had been 10 months ago. Even still, her shirt was wide necked, one sleeve resting off her shoulder. The base of it rose above her navel whenever she lifted her arms up.
Technically Bonnie was underage here, only 20 years rather than the legal 21 years. But she’d charmed (metaphorically rather than literally) the bouncer into miscalculating somehow, or he’d let her in anyway. Entrance taken as proof of age at the bar meant the rest had been easy. And now she has what looks like a space constellation painted around the outer eye of both eyes. It’s amazing and she wishes she remembers the name of the guy who did it. But for now she grabs another JD and coke, dancing near to one of the large speakers.
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Date: 2014-10-12 08:54 pm (UTC)It had been 3 weeks, nearly a month since she gave birth. And her body was slowly returning to how it was. To look at her now, it would just be thought she was a little pudgy in places, rather than post-pregnancy. Her stomach soft and a little rounder than it had been 10 months ago. Even still, her shirt was wide necked, one sleeve resting off her shoulder. The base of it rose above her navel whenever she lifted her arms up.
Technically Bonnie was underage here, only 20 years rather than the legal 21 years. But she’d charmed (metaphorically rather than literally) the bouncer into miscalculating somehow, or he’d let her in anyway. Entrance taken as proof of age at the bar meant the rest had been easy. And now she has what looks like a space constellation painted around the outer eye of both eyes. It’s amazing and she wishes she remembers the name of the guy who did it. But for now she grabs another JD and coke, dancing near to one of the large speakers.