Blue Royalty: New Blood

“THank you. You know, it really is a fcking rager.” Enrique yelled over the music, drunkenly swaying as he was unable to stand straight anymore. His eyes navigated towards her own, and for the first time, Ricky Montoya took a moment to really appreciate her. You know, Annie Williams was really pretty. Like, damn. He’d kiss her if he wasn’t so hiccup… Oh, she was talking. Fck… what was he saying again?

“It’s fineeee. I don’t even feellll it anymore,” Enrique let out, though laughter met his lips soon. “I don’t feel anything anymoreeee,” . Was there anything funny about that statement? Maybe not sober - but things were different drunk. Despite his words, he soon found her hand on his wrist and current lack of mother control or restraint, he found himself following her… well… with a little resistance… Ricky wanted to dance after all and right now she seemed like noooo fun.

That being said, if he had to follow her, well, he was going to do it under his terms - which, yes, meant dancing… or swaying… or whatever the hell drunk him was doing right now. Well, Annie called it dancing so we’ll say he was doing pretty damn well? Well UNTIL SHE MADE HIM STOP which was pretty damn rude if you asked him.

Woah… Annie was like really close to his face right now. Ricky found himself bending down for her as she held a towel to his nose which… kind of fcking hurt… and for a second, Ricky brought his hand over hers. “Rapheal looks worse… and is going to jail with Diego so I think I win this round. Yeah… yeah I’d fcking say i win. Wouldn’t you?” Ricky ranted before putting his head in face… or face in his hand… one or the other…

“You knowww. I’m really all fcking alone in this world. It’s kind of lonely.” and for a second, his drunkenness allowed vulnerability to peak through. “Waitttt… why the fck are you here?”

@novella

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