What did Bette even see in her anyway? Sure she was pretty, okay beautiful but Tina didn’t see the connection between the two. They didn’t have anything in common, not that Tina could see anyway and the blonde didn’t have to meet Melissa personally to see that.

They just didn’t belong together and Tina wasn’t budging on that. Bette deserved someone better, someone different, someone who just wasn’t Melissa . . or anyone else in the room for that matter.

Melissa made her way back to the brunette who had been talking animatedly to Kit. Tina’s eyes burned a hole into the woman who ran a hand down Bette’s arm.

It was then that the blonde decided she had, had enough. She was tired of seeing Melissa hang over Bette the way she had been the entire night. Bette was Tina’s first dammit. Well technically, Melissa had the brunette first but Tina was never one for technicalities.

The blonde got to her feet before her mind could even register what was happening, the alcohol swirling through her veins left no room for thinking rationally. She wasn’t sure what she was going to say or even what she was going to do but she made her way over.

Tina walked with confidence and determination but also with caution being as how she was more drunk than she had realized but unfortunately, all that careful footing didn’t mean a damn thing. Tina twisted her right ankle and slammed right into Bette who in turn bumped into Melissa, spilling her drink in the process.

"Oh God, I’m sorry" Tina laughed off her embarrassment, her cheeks heating as she hid her face in Bette’s arm.

"Its . . alright" Melissa smiled, slightly annoyed as she shook off her wet hand.

Bette looked at Tina from the side, a look of amusement on her face. She knew Tina was drunk, the heavy scent of tequila filling her nose and it further increased her amusement. She leaned back slightly when Tina leaned over her, extending a hand for Melissa to take.

"I’m Tina" She slurred.