"Wow, even I'm impressed." Blair told Jenny, who was trying on Waldorf originals with all the other girls. Blair's slumber party was in full swing, and Gwen was three martinis in. "Um, I don't know. I mean, I don't really, feel right." Jenny spoke as her, Blair, and Gwen stood in front of a mirror
"Well, as my mother always says 'Fashion knows not of comfort. All that matters is the face you show the world.' And your face looks like you're going to a bat mitzvah. But before we continue the renovation,"
Blair took a martini glass from the table behind them and offered it to Jenny. "Oh, no thanks. I don't like vodka." Gwen giggled a little. "Oh, good. Because that's gin. As it should be."
"It's a party, Jenny. Either swallow that or swipe your metro card back home. It's up to you." Blair instructed. Gwen was still facing the mirror, inspecting the open back of her purple Waldorf dress. It reminded her of all the photos Serena and Blair had taken without her not so long ago.
Gwen watched in the reflection as Jenny lifted the glass to her lips and took a sip. "Alright, people. Who's ready for a game of truth or dare?" Gwen questioned as she spun around to face the group of girls.
"Oh, I love truth or dare. Once I had to eat an entire bag of marshmallows." Jenny gushed. "Oh, sweetie. that's not how we play." Gwen giggled, her arm around Jenny's shoulder as she gave Blair a smile.
"Well, how do you play?"
Kati and Iz were dared to make out, Stacy confessed that her mother had secret liposuction in turkey, Gwen sent Alexander Hawthorne a flirty picture of her in the doorman uniform Kathrine managed to get ahold of for her dare.
"It wasn't easy getting the entire uniform, but, done and done." Kathrine giggled as they watched Gwen pose in it. "What's the doorman wearing?" Jenny questioned.
"Don't you worry about that, little J. Just drink up. You're lagging behind. Oh, perfect. just like that!" Blair applauded as she snapped photos of Gwen in just her underwear and the doorman's jacket, tie, and hat.
"He's going to think I've gone insane. I have gone insane." Gwen giggled as she slipped out of the doorman uniform and back into her dress.
"He'll confess his undying love by the end of the night." Blair's eyes rolled as Jenny's phone went off. Gwen took it as an opportunity to end her turn and snatched it up. "S.O.S, still in prison." She read out from Jenny's phone.
"Is that Eric van der Woodsen? I thought he went home for the weekend." Blair spoke as Gwen handed her the phone. "Guess it didn't happen." Jenny shrugged.
"Iz, why don't you take the girls to Viscounti. Meet you there in an hour." And just like that it was just Blair, Gwen, and Jenny all alone. "Let's ramp this up, shall we? Truth or dare." Blair asked Jenny as she stood up from her vanity chair. "Oh and you've already used up your truth." Gwen reminded.
"So, dare?"
"I dare you to jailbreak Eric."
"Blair," Jenny gave Gwen a pleading look.
"It's perfect. You want in and he wants out." Gwen shrugged. Jenny had chosen to play the game, and they had no intentions of going easy on Brooklyn baby.
"What's it gonna be? Do or die, Little J." Blair spoke to the blonde who was looking back at her.
"Let's do it."
And so they did. Blair distracted the front staff with her best rendition of a drugged up socialite while Jenny snuck into Eric's room, and Gwen waited in the get away car.
"Hey," She started, her phone pressed to her ear. "Uh, hey." Alex's voice greeted back. "I just wanted to say completely ignore those pictures." She felt the words force their way out as her cheeks reddened. "Yeah, I kind of figured they weren't for me." Alex chuckled.
"No, they were for you." And as soon as she said it she realized how awful it sounded. "But not like that. We were playing truth or dare, which I'm completely aware of how lame that sounds, and the girls all have this crazy idea that you're in love with me." She couldn't help but giggle at the idea.
"I've told them a million times that we're just friends. But then Kath stole the doorman outfit and we've had a lot of martinis and I'm making an even bigger fool out of myself, aren't I?"
"Are you having fun?" Alex questioned, catching Gwen off guard. "Yeah, I am." She smiled an idiotically girly smile. "Good. Consider them forgotten."
"I'll forever be embarrassed." She laughed. "Hey, feel free to send me skimpy little pictures any time. Never knew a doorman could be so sexy." His voice was light and joking but it made Gwen feel queasy. "Stop," She squeaked, her face going red. "It's no bother, really. I swear."
"I'm hanging up." She announced, and it was just in time because she spotted Jenny, Eric, and Blair exiting the center. "Start the car, let's go!" Blair instructed as they all crowded in the back of the town car.
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Upon entering Viscounti, Blair and Gwen headed straight for the bar and ordered two martinis.
"Hey, baby. You want to, uh, maybe show me to the bathroom, get lost somewhere around coat check?" Some Wall Street worker propositioned Blair as they walked from the bar towards their booth.
"Well, my answer is usually never say never. But for you I'll make an exception." Blair replied, a giggle leaving Gwen's lips as she looked the man up and down. "Who let the hedge fund mafia in here?" Blair questioned as the girls made room for her and Gwen in the middle of the booth.
"I thought matchy-matchy was over," Iz scoffed. "So Eric's here. Now it's you're turn." Jenny spoke up with a newfound confidence. "Truth or dare?"
"You have to ask?" Blair snickered. "I dare you to make out with that guy." Jenny nodded back at the douche who had just flirted with Blair.
"Easy."
"And mean it." Jenny added as if that would be a challenge. Blair handed her glass over to Gwen.
"Watch and learn, little Humphrey." She strutted over, hastily tapped the guy on the shoulder, then pulled him into a make out as the guys around her all cheered. It lasted about 10 seconds before she heard one of the guys speak up.
"I hope Amanda never finds out."
"Who's Amanda?" Blair puzzled as she wiped her lips. "Just my girlfriend." He replied casually. "Amanda never has to know, does she?" Blair spoke as she swiped his phone from his pocket without him noticing, a sinister smile on her lips.
"Well I'm not telling her." He told his friends as Blair walked away.
"Look what I got." She sang, holding the phone up for Kenny to see. "I dare you to call his girlfriend. Her name's Amanda."
"Done and done." Jenny replied as she took the phone from the older brunette's hands. "Hello, Amanda? Hi, this is Claire. Hi, yeah, I just had my tongue down your boyfriend's throat and he neglected to tell me you existed until after it was over. Just thought you should know. He's a real catch. Bye."
Gwen clapped slowly once Jenny hung up, amused by the girl's sudden confidence. "Alright. Sleepover of the year." Blair toasted as everyone clinked their glasses together.
Gwen tossed her drink back before standing. "Alright, I'm ready to dance." She announced. "And not with midlife crisis and his stock trading buddies." She grabbed onto Blair's hands.
"Dance with me?"
And Blair could never say no to the Gwen that was in front of her. The Gwen that sparkled and shined like a dazzling starlet. So they danced and danced until the banker roughly grabbed onto Blair.
"Hey. Excuse me. Where's my phone." The guy from earlier shouted as she spun Blair around. "Hey, let go of her." Dan Humphrey spoke up, appearing out of nowhere.
"Who the hell are you?" The guy asked Dan.
"Your phone is at our table. If you weren't drunk and drooling over every girl in this place, you would've seen that." Blair gave a sarcastic smile. "I'm gonna kill you." A blonde woman spoke as she pushed past the man and got up in Blair's face.
"Oh you must be Amanda, right? Well I would think twice before marrying him, because he's a pig." Gwen giggled from beside Blair.
"Hey, hey, hey, back off of her, okay?" Serena told Amanda as she lunged for the pair
"I don't need you to defend me." Blair barked.
"It wasn't even her who called you, it was me." Jenny told the guy as she joined the conversation. "Jenny?" Dan puzzled, barely recognising his sister under her Waldorf makeover. "So she's the one with the tongue?" Amanda glared at Jenny.
"Tongue? Tongue? What are you even doing here? You're supposed to be at a sleepover." Dan questioned his sister.
"You made out with a girl from a sleepover?" Amanda asked her boyfriend.
"You made out with him?" Dan questioned his sister, his brows deeply furrowed. "I made out with her." The guy pointed at Blair.
"Ew. It was a dare." Blair assured Serena and Dan, who were looking at her waiting for clarification."A dare? What are you, children?"
"Yeah, pretty much. She's 14." Dan explained.
"14?" The couple exclaimed together while Jenny, Blair, and Gwen all snickered and giggled to themselves. "Jesus, no. I swear. I had no idea, baby. I mean, look at her. I mean, she's jailbait."
"What, what's that?"
"Dan, stay out of it, okay? You're just causing more problems than you're solving." Jenny scoffed. "Only thing causing a problem is the cocktail napkin you're wearing." Dad retorted.
"That's what I'm talking about," The guy snickered. "You're not talking about anything," Dan snapped, giving the guy a rough shove, which prompted him to be shoved back in return.
"Alright, all of you out before I call the cops." A bouncer caught Dan and held him back. "Hey, Serena. See? I told you everything was okay." Eric grinned as he approached the scene.
"Eric, come on." Serena huffed as she and Dan pulled Eric and Jenny out of the club. "Uh, oh. Mother and father are mad." Gwen giggled as she watched them walk off.
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"What were you two thinking?" Serena questioned Blair and Gwen outside of the club, her arms crossed and a frown on her face. "He was bored. He wanted to get out and have some fun."
"So you took him to a bar?"
"He didn't do anything wrong. I thought you would be happy." Blair spoke. "Well I'm not, okay. I can't believe that you did this."
"Hey, I haven't been kidnapped, Serena." Eric told his sister as he approached the 3 older teenagers. "I left of my own free will. Blair and Gwen were trying to do me a favor."
"Told you." Blair snickered.
"Well, it's not a favor, Eric. You're in a lot of trouble." Serena reminded the fourteen-year-old boy.
"Yeah, I know. And you know what? It was worth it. To be out after dark and talk to someone who isn't just you or mom, even if it is Blair. No offense."
"None taken."
"Well, I'm sorry this was the only way. We'll work on mom, okay?" Serena promised her brother. "Thanks." Eric's eyes went glossy with emotions.
"And since she knows you're okay, I guess there's no real reason to run. How bout we walk?" Serena offered.
"Ugh, call me." Blair scoffed at the idea of walking before pulling Gwen along with her. "Yeah, I will." Serena responded.
"She was talking to Eric."Gwen smirked.
"Come on, B. The night's still young."
"You're so right, G."
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