Snippet #2164867

((post is short, but it's better than nothing I guess and I'm busy busy busy. I don't want this rp to die though, it just started))

Things were already getting really hot in the apartment, but it wasn't something surprising or new. Whenever the gang was together, anything could happen.
Elena stared at Ash with big eyes and a coyly smile. That kiss was something she'd wanted to do for a very long time. "You're a - an amazing kisser," she said before gently kissing him back. She felt dizzy, but it wasn't the alcohol or the drugs. It was him. While they kissed, she realized how much she actually had a crush on him. It would never work though, Ash was Ash and... no. It would just not work. Her right hand was suddenly on the back of his neck and she pulled herself even closer to him. Well, she might as well enjoy it while they were at it, he would probably regret everything when he became normal again. She looked into his eyes, or at least tried to; she was already pretty drunk and couldn't really focus. Without thinking she suddenly blurted out what was on her mind; "Am I pretty Asher?"