PILAR'S DRINKING LOGIC and style aligned with most perfectionists': she was under so much constant pressure throughout the week that by the time the weekend rolled around, all she wanted to do was have fun and forget about everything for a little while. Sometimes, if Valerio pushed hard enough, clubbing on a school night also cut into the logic—Pilar was known to cave easily if he used his puppy dog eyes. But just like everyone else who doesn't know their limits, she always woke up with a headache and regrets, which was exactly what happened the following morning.Pilar was haphazardly sprawled out on her bed with one leg dangling over the side, inches above her fluffy sheepskin rug. She was twisted up in her silk sheets, her bracelets yanking runs in the fabric. Mascara and glittery eyeshadow stained her pillow case, and she was still wearing her clothes from the night before. Sunlight ripped through her organza curtains and branded an outline of her nearby nightstand and lamp on her barely closed eyelids.
Grumbling a string of curses, Pilar sat up slowly, rubbed her eyes with the heels of her palms, and groaned. Unfortunately, she remembered last night—or at least the parts she wished to forget. Everything was relatively blurry, but the image of her throwing up in the back of Rebe's town car was violently vivid and clear as day.
"What the actual fuck?" she thought. "I'm never drinking again."
That was a lie, but she meant it wholeheartedly in the moment, especially with waves of nausea hitting every few minutes. And in an effort to stave off her worsening headache, she reached into her nightstand drawer and hunted for whatever painkillers resided there. She then squinted and scoured for her phone, praying she woke up in time for school; the last thing she needed on top of all of last night's drama is an unexcused absence. Pilar finally found it wedged in between her mattress and her headboard.
6 MISSED CALLS FROM GUZMÁN
4 MISSED CALLS FROM ANDER
2 MISSED MESSAGES FROM ANDER
5 MISSED MESSAGES FROM POLO
3 MISSED CALLS FROM LU
2 MISSED MESSAGES FROM CARLA
2 MISSED CALLS FROM VALERIO
1 DM FROM @rebekaconkHer eyes widened immediately.
"Oh fuck."
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eternal ✭ elite
Fanfictionto be soft is to be powerful, or so her mother always told her. ( netflix elite s2 ) ( fem!oc x rebe )