About an hour later when Emma, Killian, and the 'Belle needs me' preaching Ruby walked into the Rabbit Hole the party was in full swing. Music blasting, beer pong going, bar busy, and Greeks everywhere.
"You just couldn't pass up a party could you Rubes?" Emma said shaking her head and laughing as her friend was already leading them to the bar. "You know I couldn't" the tall brunette said laughing. "I've never known Lucas to pass up a good time" Killian said as they made their way to the bar. "Three beers" Ruby said to the bartender who nodded in response. "Same" Emma said. "I'm guessing Belle wasn't feeling it huh?" "No she was not. She has some paper due Monday that shes been slaving over all day. I tried but she didn't budge. I'm gonna head back to her once were done here" Ruby said taking her drink and handing Emma hers. "Well I'm gonna see if I can find Graham and wind back that money I lost to him on Thursday in pool. He definitely played me" Ruby said already walking off. "Good luck with that" Emma said shaking her head at her friend for what seemed like the hundredth time in half an hour.
"I'm off too for a while" Killian said facing Emma. "I have a dispute to settle with those fellows who are at it with the beer pong" he said pointing in the direction of the loud frat boys who were playing beer pong like their lives depended on whether they won or not. "Go ahead ditch me why don't ya" Emma said. "I'll just find a table to sit my life away at. Sure to be a great time" she said pointing at a vacant table near the bar. "Don't be sour Swan, I'll be back over when I'm done. Find you a lass and strike a conversation" the brunette man said winking and walking away. "Lass my ass" Emma mumbled heading over to the empty table sitting down drink in hand.
It was just like her friends to invite her out and then ditch her as soon as they arrived. She pulled her phone out and started scrolling through her twitter feed. Maybe I need to be more social she thought to herself as she laughed at a tweet by an 'Awkward Taco' parody account. It read 'I'm not anti social people are just anti me.' Oh the irony Emma thought to her self.
"Is this seat taken?" A voice sounded above where she was sitting. She looked up trying to decipher the only slightly familiar voice. "Regina?.. uh u- Um no its not" She said not expecting to see the woman she had only just met no more than two hours ago. "Hello Emma, fancy seeing you here" the brunette said taking off her coat revealing tight black pants that hugged her hips in the most enticing way and a blood red blouse that matched the shade of lipstick she was wearing. She sat in the seat directly across from Emma.
Emmas mouth went dry at the sight of the woman across from her. "Uh yea um" she coughed out taking off her leather jacket suddenly feeling rather warm. "You look different balanced" she joked.
"I don't get that one a lot" Regina laughed. "I bet not" Emma said. "What brought you out tonight? The beer pong or did you come out for some stimulating conversation" Emma questioned sarcastically as she nodded towards a corner where several couples where making out and then to a table where beer pong was being played. "Well neither" Regina shook her head laughing. "I promised a friend I'd come so, here I am" she said motioning towards herself. "I don't plan on staying too long."
"How about some booze ladies?!" A guy with no shirt on who had 'FUCK FINALS' written on his chest said as he placed two beers down on the table and walked away. Emma shook her head laughing lightly and said "have at them. Once this cup is empty" she lifted her cup "I'm done." Regina laughed and took one of the offered bottles and said "oh so a light weight. I see" she took a sip of the drink looking at Emma over the bottle. Emma shook her head "I am most definitely not a light weight. I just most definitely am conditioning in the morning and a hang over plus a weight room equals falling asleep on the bench." Regina laughed. It seemed that the blonde was making her do that a lot in the short time shes been in her presence. "Conditioning for what exactly" the brunette asked. "Track" Emma said. "Oh okay. Thats nice. I haven't had the chance of knowing anyone on the track team here. What events do you do?" "I run the 100, the 200, the 4 by 2 and the 4 by 4" Emma said taking a sip of her drink. "A sprinter, nice" Regina said with an impressed face. "Yea sometimes" Emma shrugged and said. "I like the sport don't get me wrong but what I love is the actual running. Not the conditioning, not the petty team drama, not the medals and meets. Just actually running. I feel like I can go anywhere when I'm running if I can just go a little bit faster. I'm not trapped anywhere." Regina was looking at Emma like she knew the feeling. "You seem very passionate. Thats great" the brunette said. "Sorry for the little speech" Emma said rubbing the back of her neck in a nervous manner. She thought she probably shouldn't have went into that whole running monologue right off the back. She didn't even know Reginas age, major, hobbies or anything. But there was something about the brunette that said she could talk to her. Not the usual meaningless bar talk but actual enriching conversation.
"No need to be sorry. I understand exactly how you feel. It is the same way I feel about dancing" Regina said. "A dancer, wouldn't have guessed. Are you on the dance team here?" Emma didn't have the brunette across from her pegged as a dancer but that certainly did explain her amazing body. "No I'm not, I would rather fall out of a moving car then be on our schools dance team" the brunette said with a look of disgust on her face. "They're not that bad" Emma laughed out. With the look of 'really' that Regina sent her she amended her previous statement and said "okay well maybe they are. How long have you been dancing?" "Since I was 3. In short, forever" the brunette laughed lightly. "What kind of dance do you do?" "All kinds really but my specialties are ballet, contemporary and lyrical dance" Regina said "I was actually on my way home from practice when we ran into each other." "Thats so cool. Dancing really is a gift that not many people have. Myself included" Emma chuckled as she took a sip from her cup and sat it down on the table between them. "Not even. Everyone has a natural rhythm, you just have to learn to be in tune with it" Regina said. "I really doubt I have much natural rhythm when it comes to dancing. I have like the I can hold a note rhythm but not the I can dance to a Birdy song rhythm. I even had classes for a while as a child but nothing stuck with me" Emma said shaking her head. "Some people have to be taught to find that rhythm. Maybe you haven't had the right teacher" the brunette said laughing lightly at the blondes joke. "Maybe you can teach me some time" Emma said eyeing the brunette. "Yea, maybe" Regina said staring back at the blonde just as intensely.
"Um hm hmm" Emma coughed out "how about another drink?" she stood from her spot. "I thought you were planning to condition in the morning?" Regina questioned with a raised eyebrow. "Well whats stimulating conversation with no stimulating beverages, yeah?" Emma was over the one drink that quickly. She guessed she needed a break from conditioning after all. She'd been hitting the weight room hard for months now so a night of drinking would spoil all of her efforts. Plus she had a lady to entertain, she couldn't let the beautiful brunette drink alone. "If you insist, I'll take another beer" Regina said holding up her empty beer bottle signaling she'd like the same brand. "How about some shots first" Emma blurted. "I mean we could do some shots together, like I can call some friends over if you want to do them with us and so could you, like your best friend or boyfriend if he's here- um. Yeah?" Emma was rambling. She didn't want Regina to get the wrong impression because really they hardly knew each other. She didn't want to get sloppy drunk she just wanted to have a good time and she felt like she could do that with Regina since her lovely friends ditched her. "Shots sound good" the brunette said laughing lightly, pulling Emma from her thoughts "just the two of us would be nice. I've been enjoying your company." The brunette smiled up at Emma from where she still sat. "Okay, be right back" Emma said turning around and heading towards the bar. "Oh and Emma" the brunette said. Emma turned back around "yea?" "I don't do boyfriends" the brunette winked.
Emma just turned around politely. She swore she could feel the brunettes eyes on her the whole walk over but she refused to turn around until she reached the bar. She did however sway her hips a tad bit more then usual. Tonight was going to be a good night she thought to herself as she ordered two shots of something blue that never failed to get her and Ruby on there level when they drunk it, and two beers. Emma couldn't fathom why she was so nervous they were just new acquaintances having drinks together. Like a new drinking buddy. She looked back to the table where Regina was picking at one of the table mats. Just drinks Emma, Just drinks she thought. It was no big deal she thought. Just drinks.
"Hmm" Emma groaned as sun light hit her right in the face. She pulled her comforter over her head and sighed. She sighed again, well more like sniffed the comforter. It sure as hell didn't smell like her blanket. It smelled of some spicy perfume, a hint of sweat and apple conditioner. She looked down, head still below the comforter "oh shit" she said as she realized she was completely naked and the bed she was in wasn't her own. Fuck Emma no she thought to herself. Her head was killing her, and her eyelids felt heavy which meant two things she was hungover and in a foreign bed. "Shit, shit, shit, shit" Emma said as she slowly turned to her right and saw a sleeping brunette as equally naked as she was. Regina. Damn. She slept with Regina. She pulled her head above the comforter and let out a long breathe. "I guess shots were a big deal" she mumbled to herself. She guessed right.
