[b]Around 45 minutes later[/b] Chloanne was in her queen sized bed, her exquisite body was hidden under some blankets as she laid there presumably with the [b]extremely lucky[/b] Lucas. Her arms were wrapped around his chest and she was somewhat buzzed off Tequila. "Damn...that was...great." She slurred a bit, cuddling with Lucas.

[i]Lucas cuddled back with Chloanne, his own arms gently wrapped around her. His hazel brown eyes were currently closed gently, a deep and very much satisfied sigh coming from the communist. His breath smelt of vodka, and his body had an odor of sweat and.. other things. I'm trying to be realistic, okay? [/i] "And you were the best part," [i]Was his response, his own words slightly slurred as well - though he did know how to hold his booze. [/i]

Chloanne shut her own eyes too, today was pretty good for her. But she'd have to figure out tomorrow... "Mm..thanks." She slowly drifted off to sleep, her clutches on Lucas loosening.