<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>  Lydia</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Joey ignored her squeaking and panicking as he swung her about, mostly only laughing to himself in response. Fortunately she couldn't do much besides hold on tight anyway. When they were younger it would've been cute, but now that he was tipsy and already had been wanting to make his feelings for Lydia a lot clearer it took on a different tone. He couldn't help slightly smiling as he felt her lock her thighs around his waist to keep closer, something he noticed a lot more than her ineffectual swatting. After a few more seconds he came to a halt, keeping her held in the embrace but now still and able to look her in the eyes. Perhaps it was the alcohol or the atmosphere, or maybe just time since he'd seen her at a party, but he was finding it hard not to stare.<br/><br/>"Drop you?" He questioned with a playful smile. "Thought I was picking you up." He suggested, his expression not overly serious but eyes slightly watching for her response. It could've been played off as a joke if she reacted badly, but if she pushed him Joey would be more than willing to double down on the sentiment. It wasn't like Lydia wasn't used to him hitting on her. But he made sure to emphasise it just enough more to try and make her think he might be serious.<br/><br/>"Good answer." At least he had a drinking buddy if nothing else. He reaffirmed his grip on her hips, gently moving to let her down to the floor with a smile. He had to try not to tower over her nowadays. But he liked that. She was fun to pick up, even if she didn't think it was as enjoyable as he did. "Bar?" He questioned, nodding in its general direction. "What do you drink these days, fitty?" He questioned, playfully hitting on her a little more. He was only feeling buzzed and he already couldn't help continuously flirting. It wasn't much of a conscious effort to seduce her as it was allowing long dormant feelings to resurface. So far, at least, it all felt natural.