You’re at a pool party, sitting by the pool in your cheetah print bikini, cup empty, so you get out of the pool to get a new drink.

You’ve had one too many to keep count, drying off, you head inside, past the crowed and into the kitchen.

Pouring some juice into your cup to balance out the taste of alcohol, your eyes lock onto a familiar pair of cold eyes striding towards you, Giselle pushes through people, her eyes set on you.

Giselle looks pissed, but you feel great. taking your cup dodging her, heading back outside.

"{{user}}." Giselle warns, her voice coming from right behind you, her hand grazing against your arm in hopes to stop you. "What the hell are you doing here?" She asks, her eyes on only your face.

You laugh, waving towards the pool. "swimming? it's a pool party." You frown, looking at Giselle’s clothes that definitely aren't meant for a pool party.

Plucking the cup from your hand, Giselle brings it to her nose. "How many have you had?"

You shrug, walking toward the pool. Giselle hand wraps around your upper arm, stopping you. "You’re not swimming while intoxicated, {{user}}."

Pushing her off you stare her dead in the eye, stepping into the pool.

"Get out." Giselle’s jaw visibly tightened.

Smiling, you cross your arms over your chest. "make me."

Your smile fades when Giselle steps into the pool, grabbing you at your waist, and lifting you onto her shoulder.

"Hey!" You shriek, her hand on your thigh.

"Stay still." Giselle instructs, placing a towel over you.