Jupiter Bradbury | #F2CD66 | Best Friends | #708090 | Shiloh Taylors
Instead, her focus was grasped and literally pulled her full focus onto Othello. A creep? Yeah okay, Otto. Was the thought that rolled through her mind as she rolled her eyes. Of course, he would say that after she just did him a huge favor. Not only did she get a photo of him, but it was also a nice candid photo, and you honestly couldnât put a price on candid photos. That and this was a photo of him just after becoming one of the members of The Order.
âOkay, Listen Otto.â She said in her matter-of-fact tone with a slight eye roll. âI may be a creep, but in about 50 years from now, you may want that photo. It is a candid photo of you becoming an order member. You canât put a price on candid.â She said with a slight huff, her arms crossing over one another and her head-turning hastily to the other side, her chin pointing the way.
âIf you really want. I will delete it, but think about it first.â Jupiter said, her red hair flowing behind her as she turned her head back to him. At this point, the ginger was still oblivious to the advancing stares that Shiloh was receiving.
Shiloh couldnât help but chuckle a bit as Otto accused Jupiter of being a creep. Leaning over ever so slightly, âYou do tend to have that tendency, I wonât lie.â Shiloh quipped softly, loud enough for the other two to hear it. Giving them both a small smirk for a moment. It was only when Shiloh managed to catch the odd looks that the other fire witch was giving her, that Shilohâs face paled even more than it was normally. Shiloh instinctively reached over for a glass, turning slightly as to partially face away from Liza, as she took a sip of the drink in hand, she gave Jupiter a certain look of her own, hoping her friend would pick up the clear look of panic and needing help that was in Shilohâs eyed. Before finally turning back to face the other two, giving a feigned smile in return.
âOh please, Otto. You know youâre not gonna regret it in like, six months. So, why even try to act like itâs such a big deal?â Shiloh asked with a shrug of her shoulders, âBesides, Iâve seen way worse pictures of you before. Youâre fine.â she began to put the glass back to her lips, âUnlike some people-â Shiloh finished as she downed a sip of her drink, giving Jupiter yet another side-eye, hoping that maybe, just maybe her friend would get the hint. But Shiloh doubted it.
Jupiter was always thankful for having Shiloh. She had her back no matter what and she could not thank the girl enough for that. Shiloh was her person and that would never change. Unfortunately for Shiloh, Jupiter wasnât as good of a friend sometimes, because Jupiter had no idea that Shiloh was in an uncomfortable position until she looked back at her at the last second.
shit, was that a side-eye? Jupiter thought to herself and was immediately in internal panic and her eyes fluttered around the room to find anything at all that would help them out and get Shiloh out of whatever weird situation she was in. Jupiter was too drunk for this shit, so the only thoughts in her head were bad ones. The first was to take Shiloh by the hand and run away into the night, the next was to just kiss her because that usually got her to shut up when people did it to her, but Shi may not be too receptive of that right now.
âFuckâ She mumbled under her breath, because apparently her only option was to make out with anyone in her vicinity but she didnât have to tell herself while making out with Otto or Liza would be bad right now.
Then by some form of miracle she saw them, the perfect scapegoat. Immediately her hand began to raise into the air as she waved it back and forth. âEden! Kai! Come here, weâre over here!â Jupiter called, but they were still a bit away.
When the waiter came by with shots, the ginger immediately forced two of them on Otto, Liza, Shi and herself. They would drink their way out of this problem. âBottoms up guys!â She called as she instantly downed one shot and then it was followed by another.
Shiloh was only able to stand by helplessly as she watched Jupiter attempt to flag down Kai and Eden, but with how far away those two were, with such loud music playing, it'd be near impossible to get them to notice. Even then, she doubted they'd be of much help in this entire situation. Shiloh knew no matter what she attempted to do, it'd be a bad idea all around. Or, maybe she was just imagining things, and it was the alcohol making her think that Liza would ever-
Shaking herself out of her thoughts, Shiloh blinked as she felt two shot glasses being forced into her hands. That was a start at the very least. "Don't gotta tell me twice-" she mumbled, downing the first one. Taking a moment to compose herself, Shiloh side-eyed Liza, trying to gauge her reaction to everything. Maybe she was just imagining things; Shiloh noticed how Liza's eyes would occasionally flutter back to her, with a rather predatory glint in her eyes. Nope. She most definitely not imaging things. Quickly downing the other shot, before turning and putting both empty shot glasses on the small table off to the side. It was only in that moment, that a possible escape plan finally hit her. Shiloh turned to Jupiter, grabbing her wrist, she looked back to Otto and Liza, "-I would love to continue chatting. I really would but uh, I want at least one dance with my best friend so....Excuse us-" Shiloh said before she began to lead Jupiter off towards the dance floor.
Jupiter had taken the first shot, and it went down almost as smooth as a fine wine. The signs that she was probably getting herself in too deep with all this drinking, but it set no alarm bells for her at this point. As she took the second shot and set the glass on the table, she felt herself being pulled away, so she gave Liza and Otto a little wave.
Once Shiloh was certain the two of them were far enough away, she pulled Jupiter closer by her side, "You really suck as a wing-man, you know that?" she exclaimed quietly in the redhead's ear. "Next time I require help, I may as well ask Helen Keller-" Shiloh groaned.
âOhhh thatâs what you wanted? You wanted me to wingman you?â[/color Jupiter said in utter disbelief. How did she really not understand that? [color=#f2cd66]âWait wait, with who? Liza? You wanna get with Liza?â Jupiter felt utterly confused.
It shouldnât have been as funny as it was, but Jupiter couldnât help the laughter burst from her chest as Shi mentioned Helen Keller. âI thought you needed to get out of the situation, not hook up with her. Gosh.â It was at that moment that you could hear Jupiter lightly singing along to DONTTRUSTME by 30H!3,
âShe wants to touch me
She wants to love me
She'll never leave me
Don't trust a ho
Never trust a ho
'Cause a hoe won't trust meâ
Shiloh was in complete disbelief as she heard Jupiter ask if what she wanted was for Jupiter to help set her up with Liza. Her jaw nearly dropped to the floor for a moment before she managed to recompose herself. "Okay first, ew. God no. Last thing I want is that-" Shiloh started, taking a moment as she'd have to speak over the music as she continued, "-And by Wing-Man, I meant help me out of that situation, not get with the god damn bitch. What sense would that even make in the first place? You know I can't stand her." Shiloh more or less had to yell in Jupiter's ear so she could hear Shiloh over the overtly loud music above.
âLook, you're not being very clear here. Wingman is there to help set you up, I ain't no escape artist.â She said, rolling her eyes at Shiloh, before looking her in the eyes. âIf you want me to do something you need to be direct especially when Iâm drunk. I can fucking set the room on fire if you need.â Jupiter said, throwing her hands up in the air in an exaggerated way.
Shiloh couldnât help but roll her eyes, of course, sheâd suggest setting the place on fire. âYeah and weâve seen how well that went before, so letâs not do that, huh?â she asked with raised eyebrows, and a bit of an annoyed look on her face as she spoke.
âListen, I did that in a place that wouldnât catch fire, I just wanted to catch fire to myself.â Jupiter said with a laugh, it had been a dark and trying time in her past, but if she couldnât laugh at herself, then what could she do? Nothing, clearly.
âHey, hate sex is a thing. Donât knock it until you try it.â She said with a shrug of her shoulders.
Shiloh could have sworn, if she kept rolling her eyes, maybe one day theyâd roll so hard and fast, right out of her head. One could dream anyway. âYeah Uhm, Iâd really rather not, thank you very much. Plus, pretty sure sober you would realize just how bad of an idea that would be, so Iâll really pass. Thanks.â Shiloh returned with a small shrug of her own shoulders as well.
âCâmon Shi, I have hate sex all the time whether Iâm sober or drunk. Anyways, maybe just ask to dance instead of stalling like an idiot next time? Was that really so hard?â She asked and as they stood there the music began to shift from nice classical music to more of an electronic dance music style. Seemed the witches in charge knew everyone wanted to get a little rowdy.
Shiloh stood there in what would be considered silence if it werenât for the blaring music above. Out of all the things she has ever heard come out of Jupiterâs mouth, and there has been a lot of shit Shiloh has heard that dumb bitch say, in all the years sheâs known her, that was what did Shiloh in. Letting out an overdramatic, pained groan, Shiloh rolled her eyes and covered her ears, âYeah, I am gonna pretend I didnât hear what you just said. You can keep that-â Shiloh said as she gestured to Jupiterâs general direction, â-to yourself. Please and thank you.â there was a small pause before Shiloh couldnât help but chuckle.
Jupiter just shrugged her shoulders as Shiloh had an apparent bad reaction to the words she had said. Jupeâs shrug was followed by a roll of her eyes, âsuit yourself then, I am sure we would have a fantastic conversation.â She said but nodded along about keeping certain interests of hers to herself.
âOkay, nerd. I wanna dance. So get over here.â Shiloh said with a smirk, as she pulled Jupiter back over to her, and sheâd be damned if she didnât get at least one dance with her best friend, even if the tone of the music shift was entirely off beat from what she wanted. If anything, it just made the whole thing more on-brand for the two witches.
There was a fake groan as Shiloh pulled the drunk Jupiter to the dance floor. She actually did not mind nor care, but she had to give Shiloh some kind of hell for it, she just wouldnât be Jupiter without it.
âYouâre the nerdâ Jupiter said as a bad retort, but allowed to be danced with. The music was not on par with how they were dancing and mid-dance the song changed to âWhere Them Girls Atâ by David Guetta which was one of their all-time favorite songs at parties. âHey Shi, where them girls at?â she asked with a head nod.
That went into a series of the goofballs just jiving to the song, pointing fingers at one another to ask where the girls were at, and just laughing along the whole time. It definitely took some of the worries and stressors off of them and the prying eyes of Liza.