Never Unmasked || Romance Rp || Always Accepting!!!!

[Arubi]

((Okay! :D))

Brooklyn stood up, throughig away her can even though it was still half full. She walked up to a boy, who was drinking what look like beer. "Doesn't that make you like faint an stuff?" the blonde asked, being eighteen she wasn't allowed to drink.

[Mrs. Potter]

Blaze turned his head from the depths of his beer glass, as he had been thinking. "For some reason, I can't get even the least bit drunk. Even if I drank all the beer in the world, nothing. But I don't drink much at all..." he said, shrugging slightly.

[Arubi]

Brooklyn tilted her head slightly, causing her hair to swing over to one side. "Really? I've never had beer before. I still have three years." Brook glanced up at him, unsure if he was drunk and didn't realize it.

[Mrs. Potter]

Blaze sighed softly, thinking. He threw his empty cup away, walking a couple of steps to do so. He ran a hand through his hair.

[Arubi]

Brooklyn paused "How old do you have to BW to have beer here? Is is eighteen or twenty-one?" She asked, wondering if she could actually have some.

[Mrs. Potter]

"18, but this beer isn't any good. I can mix something for you if you want." He said, grinning slightly.

[Arubi]

Brooklyn smiled "Okay, what all is there?" She laughed, turning to look at the table. Brook picked up a glass, taping her finger nails against it as she looked.

((Lol, I just watched the Noah's Ark commercial. The grand parents are so weird xD))

[Mrs. Potter]

Bkaze grabbed Champane and an alcoholoc shirly tempele. She mixed them into one glass, then poured the drink into two sepperate glasses. "Bottoms Up!" He said merrily, swallowing it in three gulps.

[Arubi]

Brooklyn laughed, taking the other glass and looking down into it, unsure. She could'nt see very well into it with the mask on. The 18-year old took a sip, deciding it tasted pretty much like what it smelled like.

[Hellhound-My-Legend]

Shiloh || The Hound || Male || 19
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Shiloh watched from one of the corners of the room, his dark eyes scanning the masked people around him. He found it frustrating that he didn't know who any of them were but, then again, that was half the fun wasn't it? He smiled to himself at the thought.
As everyone started to socialize he began to feel weary, he's always relied mostly on his looks and reputation of being popular as a way for people to approach him, but here, where he was masked and no one knew who he was, he felt vulnerable.
It wasn't so much that he was afraid people wouldn't like him at all it was rather that he had little experience where he was the one to make the first move. So he decided on waiting until someone approached him, although he had his doubts that that would actually work.
But there was simply no way he was just going to sit around in a corner waiting like an idiot, so he pushed himself off the wall and moved to where he had seen beer and alcohol earlier; his friends had always told him he was much more outgoing when he was not all there.
He grabbed a beer and leaned against a table, taking a swig and letting his tongue run over his bottom lip to get any liquid that had spilled there. He resisted the urge to grimace at the bitter taste but took another sip and sighed, trying to relax as he scratched absently at his mask.

((Will get shorter once I start interacting xD))