Jule felt the jolt of excitement when the drug was finally applied to her gums, almost working immediately. she didn't care about the closeness of their bodies when he was satisfying her need, but now that her nerves were on fire with sensation, she basically started acting like a cat in heat, touching him and excitedly squirming around against him and in his arms. God, she missed feeling physical touch when she was on Ecstasy.  She easily pointed out where they were going despite how not-present she seemed to be, grinning at everything, unable to sit still as she touched everything and slid around in her seat. She giggled drunkenly when he helped carry her to the door. A little part of her in the back of her head screamed to not be here, but the majority didn't care what Sydney thought. She was doped up and<i>loving it.</i><br/><br/>She smiled wide at Syd when the red head opened the door, green eyes widening in shock, only stepping out of the way to let them in. "what the hell is going on?" She blurted, quickly closing the door behind them and locking it in hopes of keeping any of Kade's goons out of her apartment. She turned to look at them and then realized what Jule had done. "Is she high?" She asked, voice slightly shrill with anger and combined anger. She stomped over and whipped her girlfriend around to face her, making her wobble and having to hold her up so she wouldn't fall over. She was met with a lazy smile,  a soft hummed laugh and half-lidded eyes.<br/><br/>"Hey, baby. Since you haven't seen me like this and the cat's outta' the bag now, y'wanna fuck?" Jule mused, voice slurring as she opened the top of Syd's robe, exposing her pale tits, rosy pink nipples and freckles exposed with them.<br/><br/>Syd gasped and smacked Juliette's hands away from her, stepping back. Her paled face exploded with color from embarrassment as her hands shot up to cover herself. She pulled her front back up and over herser shoulder, tieing the front of her robe closed again. Angrily, she shoved Jule backwards, forcing her to plop down on their modern sofa with an "oof" from Jule. "You need to stay there until you sober up, and then we'll talk, and<i>you," </i>She hissed, spinning to glare at the tall man, "Get the fuck out of my house, or I'm going to make you wish you never fucking met Juliette." Despite her threat, she stepped sideways away from him, subtly pulling her robe closer together on herself. A hint that she didn't have anything on underneath.