"Thoroughly and often," Luci grins and winks. "Usually one by one, but sometimes in a group."
Poor Serena. They really do have vastly different definitions of this word.
"It's not just him. Something feels wrong," she admits as they surface back onto the deck. People are standing in groups with drinks, talking and laughing, there's a bong somewhere, people making out in the hot tub, dancing or otherwise rubbing up against each other... "This kind of thing used to be great. People letting go of their world for a night and just feeling something." She sighs and puts her hands in her pockets. "But I don't think they'll remember this after a month or two passes. Just another place they got drunk, or high, or had a one night stand in."
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Poor Serena. They really do have vastly different definitions of this word.
"It's not just him. Something feels wrong," she admits as they surface back onto the deck. People are standing in groups with drinks, talking and laughing, there's a bong somewhere, people making out in the hot tub, dancing or otherwise rubbing up against each other... "This kind of thing used to be great. People letting go of their world for a night and just feeling something." She sighs and puts her hands in her pockets. "But I don't think they'll remember this after a month or two passes. Just another place they got drunk, or high, or had a one night stand in."