Charlotte's gaze wandered down to Ty's empty glass, and a frown formed on her lips. For someone who didn't drink, he sure was drinking fast. She tipped the bourbon bottle and filled his glass more than halfway. She flashed him an innocent smile and sat the bottle down. 

Inhaling the last puff of her cigarette, she flicked the butt into the ashtray. "Well, I'm glad I could give you this. And I enjoyed this afternoon quite a lot." she decided, quietly downing the rest of her beer. The blonde smiled as her her other shoulder became occupied by her the redhead's hand. She listened to him talk about forbidden fruit and adrenaline, and she could feel her heartbeat escalating.

Turning to look at him, she was surprised to find how close he was to her. "Those rushes are pretty..nice." she breathed. Before she realized it, her lips were colliding with his, the faint taste of bourbon filling her mouth. Her hands somehow found themselves tangled in his hair, pulling her even closer to the redhead. 

Ty shook his head when she grabbed the bottle, but he ended up with another glass of bourbon. "I'll drink it later, maybe," he said. For now, he had enough to drink.

"Good, I did too." His own heart began to speed up, racing with adrenaline, much like he was used to. But this wasn't dangerous; not like stealing or being chased by cops or breaking into a house or hotwiring a car. Different, but a rush all the same.

When their lips met, Ty could taste the beer and cigarettes, but he didn't care. Caught up in the moment, he felt his own arms wrap around her. He pulled away after awhile, his hair a mess, thanks to her hands tangling in it. "They can be," he replied. "Some more than others. I'd take this over a cop chase any day." He grinned, winking.

Charlotte pulled away and broke out into a smile. Her chest heaved rapidly with heavy panting. She forgot how much air one needed while kissing. Glancing at the tangled mess on Ty's head that was her doing, she frowned. "Sorry about that." murmured the blonde, letting out an apologetic laugh as she tried to smooth it with her hand. 

"I dunno.The cop chase lasted a lot longer than that." she teased, taking a small sip of the bourbon. She shuddered. It had tasted much better when they were kissing. 

Ty chuckled, shaking his head. "It's fine, nothing a brush won't fix later." Quirking a brow at her remark, he let out another slight laugh, brushing his hair out of his face.

"Maybe, but there's always more. Besides," he leaned in and gave her another light kiss. "I've never heard anyone complain about a cop chase being too short." Flashing another grin, he waited for her response.

"I kind of like it messy. It's cute." she stated, ruffling his hair with a smile. Cute boys with messy hair were Charlotte's weakness. And when there was alcohol in her system, that increased ten-fold. 

A sigh of relief was breathed when he kissed her. She grazed her teeth along his bottom lip, pulling back with a smile on her face. "Have you ever seen the show, Cops? Some of those chases could have been longer." she argued. Maybe her and Ty's excursion would be on an episode in the future? 

"Oh they're fun to watch, but not as much fun when you're involved," he countered. "Things like kissing however...much more fun and profitable to do than to watch." The slightly drunken redhead gave an almost sage-like nod.

"We already established that I'm cute. And kissable. And you're pretty. And kissable. Do we really need to go through that again?" he teased, brushing a bit of hair out of his face and sticking out his tongue.

"Well duh!" she exclaimed. "If you're watching two people kiss, you should probably get help or something. That's just creepy." she added with a shake of her head. 

The blonde reached over the bar for another beer, fumbling with the drawers until she managed to pull one out. Popping off the top, she glanced at him and winked. "But it's so much fun to tell you you're cute. And to-" she paused, giving him a light peck. "Kiss." another pause, another kiss. "You." One last kiss for emphasis. and she broke out in a smile. 

"Yeah...gotta give ya that one. Kissing in front of people...that's okay with me. As long as I'm the one kissing and not one of those it's in front of. It's so...weird..."

He grinned a little , returning each of her little kisses. "Well, you're still pretty," he replied, grabbing that glass of bourbon and taking a small sip, mostly just playing with the liquid by slightly shaking the glass. Only slightly.

"Though, I gotta say, it's fun to kiss," he leaned in and gave her her own small peck. "You." Kiss. Too~" He gave one more quick kiss, winking at her. "Yep, I can play that game too~"

"Right? I hate those people that get really into it. Like, this is public, not an adult film. Please tone it down." she laughed, shaking her head in disgust. Some people were just plain rude. 

Charlotte scrunched her nose and shook her head. "No, that's my thing!" She sipped her beer and watched as he swirled his bourbon. Watching the amber liquid move was almost mesmerizing. Whether it was because she was tipsy or not, she wasn't sure.

"Let's play a game!" she decided, a look of mischief appearing on her face. "You get to pick. Any game."

"It may be your thing, but..." He winked, a mischievous grin creeping upon his face. "I'm sort of a thief, remember? Though in your case I'd much sooner steal your kisses than your money. No worries there." Though drunk, his face showed he was sincere about not stealing anything but her kisses.

He set his bourbon down at her suggestion. "A game, eh? I know the perfect one!" He paused, feeling his pockets and looking around. "Oh damn I don't have any cards...Uh..." The ginger scratched his head, taking another sip of bourbon. He sighed, thinking. Sadly he only had the one idea.

Charlotte pushed out her bottom lip. "I hope you wouldn't steal anything from me. Otherwise I'd probably have to kick your butt." she elbowed him lightly, as sure as not to spill any of his bourbon. Alcohol was precious after all, and it would be abuse to waste any. With that, she sipped her beer, upset that the liquid had seemingly lost its taste. This always happened when she drank.

"I don't think we have any cards here.." she mumbled. What game was he planning to suggest? After all, many of them required cards. "Hm.. maybe truth or dare?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. It was childish, but it was a great game to play while drinking. Everyone's inhibitions seemed to be gone.

"I wouldn't. I tend not to steal from people I know--well, I know and like. Or from children. Or females, especially pretty ones. So you were safe the whole time." He smiled lightly, alcohol seemed to do that to him. Make him smile more.

"Damn...didn't think as much," he murmured. But then she suggested another game, and his smile came back. "That sounds fun," he admitted, then muttered, "Almost as fun as strip poker woulda been."

Charlotte returned his smile. "And if I were a thief, I wouldn't steal from you either." she reassured with a peck on his lips. 

"We could always go buy cards?" she suggested. Getting drunk and wandering around town for a deck of cards sounded like an adventure in itself. At the mention of the game, the blonde's eyes widened and she broke out into a toothy grin. "I love strip poker. I'm the best at it." she stated matter-of-factly, her grin quickly turning smug. Another swig of beer, and now she was absolutely positive she could win! 

"Much appreciated," Ty answered back.

Oh yeah, two drunk kids running around looking around cards was always a good idea. Okay maybe not, but it was fun. "Never played, personally. Not the strip variation, anyway. Just seems like a good idea at the time," he winked. What the drunk lad neglected to tell her was he used to regularly clean out his old friends in the normal variation.

Hopping off the stool, he nearly lost his balance and toppled over. Instead, he just ended up taking five awkward steps and grabbing a chair. Walking back over to her, he grabbed her hand to help her down.

Oh yeah, those two, looking for cards? Now? Great idea.

Charlotte couldn't help but laugh as she watched Ty take a few wobbly steps. Maybe they shouldn't go out? Accepting his hand, she slid off her chair and took a few test steps. She began veering to the side, and tightened her grip on his hand.

"Oh boy." she muttered, letting out a small laugh. She teetered forward, placing a small kiss on the redhead's lips. "I don't know if I can walk to the store." she whispered, resting her head on his shoulder. Boys smelled nice. Ty smelled extra nice. This whole day had been nice.  

Nuzzling into his neck, the blonde wrapped her arms around him, mostly for stability. "We could always just stay here and keep kissing."