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Ch 7
Should I, shouldn't I, should I, shouldn't I?
"We don't bite Orihime" Starrk implied followed by a long yawn.
It was now or never.
Grimmjow chuckled huskily and gave me a wink.
Before I knew it, I was sitting at a table surrounded by 5 guys, Grimmjow Jaggerjack at my side.
"So Orihime, you seem like a, hmm, what's a good word?-church type girl, why are you hanging out with a thug like Grimmjow?" Starrk questioned while passing out the cards and by the looks of it, I was playing as well.
I could only shrug.
"I do go to church actually and-"
"That's wonderful! I try to get there once in awhile" Szayel interrupted excitedly, Ulquiorra glared at him.
"Shut up damn it. The girl was speaking" he said stoically.
And I mean literally, zero expression. It was an interesting yet strange thing to see.
"Um well, yes, I got to church and yes Grimmjow is thug-like…"
Grimmjow slammed his fist onto the table, the cards and other items among it slightly jumping into the air.
"Don't talk about me like I'm not sitting right here, all of you, you hear me?"
Jeez, it sucks he just reminded me how much I really hate him.
"Relax" Ulquiorra simply said with a roll of his eyes.
I could only slump back in my seat and count the passing minutes.
Starrk then finished passing out the deck but then in an instant his head nearly bounded off the table, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.
I was certain any minute we'd be dialing the ambulance. But then he leaned back in his seat with a yawn.
"Wow, it just hit me like ton of bricks but, I'm really tired guys, I don't know if I want to play anymore"
Immediately the guys released exasperated groans and curses.
I'm guessing this was normal, and that he was also an extreme narcoleptic.
"Are you fucking serious? You do this every week damn it" Grimmjow spatted while pulling his cigarette box from out of his pants.
"You think I mean to? I can't help it" and then like that, his head was hitting the table and the snores came instantly.
The guys all simply shook their heads while stating mumbles under their breaths.
And then it happened, all eyes suddenly landed upon, me.
Oh God.
"But it's not every week a girl visits us down here. I have to say, you should consider yourself lucky Miss. Inoue" Gin stated, those creepy slit eyes looking but yet not looking at me.
It made me feel weird.
"I should?"
"Yes, you should" Grimmjow added before lighting the cigarette now between his lips.
I wanted to snatch away, but yet I couldn't bring myself to really move.
"Are you thirsty, Orihime?" Szayel questioned.
"U-Um well…"
"It's not a trick question Orihime" Grimmjow said with a smirk before releasing all that disgusting smoke. I rolled my eyes at him and faced Szayel.
"Yes, a drink would be nice"
He stood from his chair and made his way over to a small fridge in the corner, Gin then turned to Ulquiorra.
"Shouldn't you go check and see what's happening outside?" He asked with a raised brow. Ulquiorra simply stared at him.
"Why would I do so?"
"It's your house and party! Why do you ask questions like that?"
So this was Ulquiorra's house, no, mansion.
Didn't he care a jungle was running wild through such a nice place?
I would compliment him, but it's not like his expression would change anyhow.
Szayel then made his way back to the table carrying some bottles in hand and began to pass them around.
"I thought I'd be a gentleman and get you all a beverage" he inquired and then it was before me.
Not water, orange juice or lemonade.
But Alcohol.
"Alcohol!?" my thoughts manifested in a shriek.
"Is something wrong?" Ulquiorra questioned.
I nearly fell out of my seat in shock.
"W-We're not 21 guys, this is illegal" I faced them in horror, but to no avail they simply opened their bottles and began to drink.
I couldn't believe the madness.
Grimmjow put the cigarette out and raked his hair.
"She's stuck up, you'll get use to it" he said to the guys and they joined in laughter.
I felt like his little play thing and I certainly didn't appreciate it.
"I'm not stuck-up, I'm just…"
I couldn't even think of an appropriate word. I'm not stuck up, am I?
"What Orihime?" Grimmjow taunted, I crossed my arms over my chest.
"I can't think of the word but, I'm really not"
And then Starrk's head was rising from the dead, his arms outstretching with a sigh.
"See, all I needed was a little nap. What are we up to now?" he said sounding surprisingly rested, but his eyelids suggested another nap was soon to come.
Gin turned to him.
"Trying to get Orihime to loosen up a bit and drink with us" he said with that crazy grin. Starrk chuckled while as well grabbing a bottle from the middle of the table.
His lazy blue-grey eyes landed upon me.
"Come on Orihime, the world isn't going to be over if you drink just this once"
I was being peer pressured at this moment! I never thought I'd see the day.
I stared at the full bottle before me and I began to go through my choices.
I can take a risk and drink with these guys.
Or do the right thing and get my butt out of there.
Somewhere in between my thoughts, my hand was reaching out for the bottle.
This is real short srry but tell me what you think??
