02-10-2020, 09:26 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 6pt; letter-spacing: 1.5px; word-spacing: 0px; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]She was turmoil in a pretty little package.
Mollie Hawthorne would never be one to turn down a party. With the hustling of bodies together, the emptying of glass bottles and the loud thunder of buoyant tunes, the young woman thrived within the disorder of a good party. The sun had already settled for the night time, the beach mostly dark save for a roaring bonfire a couple feet from the shoreline, its embers snapping and crackling in the balmy breeze. The sound of the waves lapping carefully up the sand was almost swallowed entirely by the music of the evening playing.
Hips swayed delicately as Mollie made her way back to the party, bare feet sinking into the sand. ❝ I got more juice! ❞ She announced playfully, brows wagging with a charming grin as she held two bottles of wine up in the air in triumph. She lowered one bottle down, instead keeping one to herself as she popped the cork out and took a swig. She was a carefree woman, especially in this intoxicated bliss, and so she wasted no time to wander a short distance away from the bonfire so that she could dip her toes in the cool ocean water.
Amadeus' button-up sat loosely over her shoulders, the lithe woman tucking her hair behind her ear before she began to sway to the music. Eyes observed the glistening of the moonlight upon the surface of the sea, Mollie dancing by herself with a bottle of wine in her hand.
Mollie Hawthorne would never be one to turn down a party. With the hustling of bodies together, the emptying of glass bottles and the loud thunder of buoyant tunes, the young woman thrived within the disorder of a good party. The sun had already settled for the night time, the beach mostly dark save for a roaring bonfire a couple feet from the shoreline, its embers snapping and crackling in the balmy breeze. The sound of the waves lapping carefully up the sand was almost swallowed entirely by the music of the evening playing.
Hips swayed delicately as Mollie made her way back to the party, bare feet sinking into the sand. ❝ I got more juice! ❞ She announced playfully, brows wagging with a charming grin as she held two bottles of wine up in the air in triumph. She lowered one bottle down, instead keeping one to herself as she popped the cork out and took a swig. She was a carefree woman, especially in this intoxicated bliss, and so she wasted no time to wander a short distance away from the bonfire so that she could dip her toes in the cool ocean water.
Amadeus' button-up sat loosely over her shoulders, the lithe woman tucking her hair behind her ear before she began to sway to the music. Eyes observed the glistening of the moonlight upon the surface of the sea, Mollie dancing by herself with a bottle of wine in her hand.