forum Revolutionary War Roleplay! [CLOSED]

Started December 04, 2018 by @KalamariCakes

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(Drunk flirting… yup)

“Your hair smells nice,” she said, her face bright red.

"My hair smells like whiskey," he replied in a giggle. "You're complimenting the whiskey!" He teased.

“Whiskey… you smell nice,” she squeaked.

He pushed the glass away in feigned offense.

She giggled so much that she hiccuped loudly. “Owwww,” she moaned.

"Hey," the drunken man's demeanor softened. "Hey," he tapped her arm, "Don't die!"

Jane moaned again, this time followed by a hiccup.

"Oh God," he pulled her towards him, extra dramatic in his drunkenness. "BreATHE,"

Jane rested her head on his chest and inhaled deeply.

"Good," he sighed with relief, resting his head back drunkenly. He laughed some, the noise vibrated his ribs.

Her exhale got caught in her throat and she began coughing incessantly.

"Oh no.." He pat her head. "Shhh,"

She stopped when he began patting her head. “I’m tired,” Jane sighed.

"Me too," John sighed. "Hey," he opened his eyes again, "Did you know that the King tried to grow meat on trees?"

“No,” she replied, very confused.

He chuckled, "For as much as Britain loves him, he's nuts.."

“Long live the King,” she said loudly into his shirt.

He laughed softly in response.

She lifted her face so that their noses touched. She wiggles her face side to side, brushing his nose with hers. “This is how Eskimo people kiss.”

"Eskimo people?" He smiled woozily.

“The people who live in the cold. They kiss,” she said, shaking her head vigorously, “like dis.”

He shut his eyes and laughed, "I like it,"

“Me too. My head is dizzy,” she remarked, resting her forehead on his.

"'Uh?" He acknowledged quietly in response.

“From kissing.”