Checking in (RP with isabelowens)
Alicia licked the chocolate off her fingers, leftover from half the packet of chocolate biscuits she'd just devoured and picked up her phone. She pulled Izzy up on speed dial and padded out onto her balcony. She smiled when there was an answer. "Hey, sweetness! Have you killed each other yet?"
Iz sighed heavily, and dropped down onto the ridiculously large bed. It had shiny bed covers and she was only a little disappointed there was no mirror on the ceiling.
"What's happening on your end?"
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"I don't want him stoned. I like him awake and conscious. And yeah, I have. Now's not really the time though, is it? It'll just fuck up the assignment," Izzy replied as she lifted her foot and admired the bright pink nail polish. Candi liked lots and lots of pink.
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"He is uber fun stoned, though. Get him jacked up on a joint and you can get him to do anything. It's why he avoids it like the plague. It goes right to his head. I think I've seen him stoned maybe twice in the whole time I've known him and it was in college." She lit up another cigarette. "You know, he might take you by surprise. He's never been conventional."
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"Jesus, Ali... I'm not getting him stoned while we're working. Or at all." She listened with more than a little jealously as Ali lit a cigarette. She'd never considered herself addicted, but she really was desperate for a smoke right now. "What? I tell him I love him and he decides to get hitched in Vegas? Fat fucking chance."
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She snorted. "You're right. Fat fucking chance. Seriously, how did that pair become brothers. Surely Jimbo is adopted. Mark trips over himself to throw rings at random chicks and Jimmy runs as fast as he fucking can past Tiffanys that he leaves skid marks on the cement."
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"Guess there just wasn't enough commitment stuff to go around. I don't care, I don't want another fucking ring. Any hopes marriage I have just went down the toilet with him sniggering at a fake ring. I need to forget about him, don't I? I should just give up now."
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"I wouldn't take the ring snigger personally, sweetness. You know what he's like with Pierce. He's probably just highly amused at the situation in general. I doubt he's even put two and two together that a fake ring would bother you. It is amusing you have to pretend to be engaged. Just think, Candi and Tiffani could be sisters."
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"He can still go fuck himself. And you can just eat that cigarette, too. It's been amusing for all of five seconds. Ergh, do you have to mention her. Are you trying to cheer me up, or drive me over the edge?"
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Ali glanced at the cigarette and shrugged. "Aren't you allowed a smoke in your hotel room? Where is the Aussie appendage? He always has smokes on him, whether he admits it or not. You sound like you need a good vodka, honey. When do you get a night off?"
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"Probably, but I'd rather just not. As soon as I start tonight I just have this feeling I won't stop. At least when I share with Campbell I can limit myself." She blew out a slow breath, and tried to push away the anger. "I think the night after next. I can't fucking wait. I think I might just lock myself in here with a bottle of tequila and challenge myself to a shot contest."
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"That's no fun unless you can lick your own belly button. Tequila's not worth the shit unless sucking it off someone else's body..." Ali paused and then growled out a side. "Goddamnit, Mark Campbell and his fucking lickable bellybutton."
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