Lily laughed as Athena compared the drink to the taste of medicine. It was an acquired taste she admitted, and did prefer dark liquor. This had been a safe bet, something not to strong.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I'm going to have to go tacos as well, with all the salsa," </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">she said hungrily, agreeing with Anna. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(61, 142, 185)">"Looks like the food stands are all pretty close, let's just make the round." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">lifting up on her tippy toes she looked for the best direction to head in. </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Oh, have to draw the line at sweets," </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">she sighed, mouth watering at the idea of a churro. She hadn't had one since she was a little kid at Disneyland. Drinking tonight was already pushing it with her diet. It wouldn't become a habit once dance picked up once more. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"You guys are killing me with this dessert talk!" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">Lily sighed again as she gazed longingly at the treat tent. Maybe she'd have a nibble off of one of theirs. </span><br/><br/>Having caught the end of the situation Lily looked towards the kissing booth in confusion.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Wait, what'd I miss?" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">she asked the girls, desperately looking up and around people to see Eren looking distraught. Her eyes fell onto a pretty girl in his company, seeming to help mellow out whatever had happened. Surely she would hear about it later. Taking her turn in line she ordered her tacos - extra condiments of course and rejoined Anna and Athena. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Let's find a place to sit down, this hammer is becoming a pain in the ass."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)"> ditching the hammer would definitely be the option over letting her precious food fall. Luckily there seemed to be plenty of open areas to sit. Finishing off her beverage she tossed the plastic cup into the trash, helping to lighten the load a smidge. </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Come on, you vinned vixen." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">Lily laughed at her friend's remark about the cartoon drawings of their characters. Her attention breaking off when she saw Kaegan approaching them. She could understand him wanting to leave, the volume of students still seeming to increase by the minute. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I could play some beer pong, I have to urge people against picking me as a partner, unless you want to get trashed..I suck." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">the drinking game was one she only played a handful of times, but always had fun. Unwrapping the foil around her taco she took a bite, happy to see that they didn't forget the jalapenos. <br/>
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Location: somewhere in the Quad with Anna and Athena<br/>
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