<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Ashleigh%20Valentine/a-stye-session-with-breakout-kings-serinda-swan_zpse9ef5a08.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Ashleigh Valentine<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Woods<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Notices the commotion and those involved; Open<hr/><br/>Ashleigh had already found her way to the barbecue by smell alone by the time all the commotion broke out. She had been worried she'd end up bored what with being sober and all but food could make almost anything tolerable for the tall midfielder. There wasn't too much in the way of spare fat on her body but no one could ever accuse Ash of not eating. Very little was ever allowed to come between her and food, not even impending violence. One of her teammates had even commented on her eating habits a few days ago and in reply she had simply grabbed hold of her tits and winked as though to point out she was not nearly as flat chested as half of them were.<br/><br/>Despite a fair vantage point from some distance away, Ashleigh hadn't managed to see everything that went down but she got the gist of it while she prepped her claimed burger for devouring. Some boys had decided that rather than come to college learn how to be fine, upstanding citizens and productive members of society that they'd rather be douche bags with criminal records. Anyone who tried to start shit like that in the open was either seriously mentally impaired or was just aching to go to jail. Predictably, an thankfully for the state of mankind, others stepped in on the poor blonde's behalf and things were taken care of with a brief but mildly entertaining show of violence.<br/><br/>Ash hadn't the slightest idea who catsuit girl was but if she was put off by the costume it didn't show on her face. Instead she bit into her burger and wondered just why she didn't find it weird but then she supposed anyone who had a mother who frequently talked about witchcraft as though it were real their threshold for weird was bound to be pretty high. If anything she supposed the view wasn't half bad given the curves on display, though she typically liked girls who were less... dangerous.<br/><br/>Remaining where she was, she leaned back against a tree and watched as a guy that looked familiar somehow spoke to the short superheroine. There were others milling about the scene too but Ashleigh was distracted when one of her teammates bounced up to her, dancing as though a fight hadn't just started and ended in the middle of the party.<br/><br/><em>"Come dance with me."</em>Janelle smiled up at her in a way that was anything but innocent and Ash had one of those moments where there was two very clear cut paths she could walk. Blue eyes met those slightly dazed green ones and for a moment she could see herself enjoying that smooth tan skin but then just as quickly as it had come the image left and she shook her head. Girlie was drunk and teamcest was a big no-no... at least for now. Ash knew from experience that sex with teammates always caused drama and this team was far too good to risk letting stuff like that derail them.<br/><br/><strong>"Mmm, I don't think that's such a good idea."</strong>She held up her burger like it was some sort of shield. Though who she was blocking was up for debate. She hadn't gotten laid in quite a few months and the older girl in front of her was downright hot.<br/><br/><em>"Please?"</em>The question was asked with a sexy pout that made Ash bite into her burger just to do something with her mouth that wasn't going to get her in trouble.<em>"Awww... you're no fun."</em>Janelle poked her side.<em>"Find me if you change your mind, Ash."</em>The Junior winked then turned and bounced away, leaving Ash wondering why she was being such a stick in the mud.<br/><br/>No fun? She was plenty of fun... usually. Tonight was just an off night. Right?<br/><br/>She dismissed the questions entirely and turned to stalk toward her drunk brother, a slightly sulky pout marring the enjoyment of her food. A short male with fucked up teeth tried to hit on her as she passed but he was straight out mugged in the face as she kept going by. Her steps carried her directly to Maxim who still clutched a bottle of something while making out with some girl who's name he likely didn't know and without so much as a hello she snagged it from his hands and turned to walk away. She had planned to stay sober--some unacknowledged feeling telling her it was for the best--but fuck that. She wasn't gonna be the lame wallflower chick all night.