"live a little!"
the year is 2022 and olivia hill is in her sophomore year of high school. her friend group is wild. join them in getting drugged up and blacked out as they go through the trails and triumphs of high school.
oc x oc
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"great!" i rolled my eyes sarcastically as i looked at the mess the party left behind.
there were countless cups all around the house. not to mention the bacardi, vodka, and an assortment of random beers on every table in the house.
i was severely hungover. i didn't remember anything after garrett left me alone in my room. i rubbed my throbbing head and started throwing trash into the trash bag i had in my hands.
ryan came out soon enough and helped me pick up. "i physically can't pick up anymore, can you take over?" i asked him when my headache became too much to bare.
"no, we both hosted, so we both need to clean up," he told me, emphasizing both. he was right so i had to suck it up and keep cleaning. i felt nauseous, but i couldn't risk jerri and larry finding out about the house party.
an hour of nonstop cleaning passed before the house looked semi-presentable. most of the light furniture weren't in the right place.
there were way more people at the party than we expected. this meant way more cleaning up than we expected, as well.
"when are larry and jerri gonna be home again?" i scratched my head.
"tomorrow," he sighed.
"okay, i'm going back to sleep," i rushed back up to my room. i laid in my bed and pulled the covers over myself.
i loved being drunk, but i was an absolute mess while hungover. as i fell asleep, i remembered my embarrassing incident that happened between garrett and i last night.
i cringed at myself. why was i so stupid? he had shown no interest in me and i had just thrown myself into him. i was a complete airhead sometimes. i was also an idiot when i became drunk. what was i thinking drinking all of that?
i debated on texting him to apologize, but the thought of that alone made my teeth chatter.
i tried to shake off the humiliating moment as i fell asleep, which was now 10 times harder now that i was sober.
i had to hope that i didn't ruin my chances of being more than friends with him. but, who was i kidding? our relationship would never be as good as it was.
at least, that's what i thought.
❀
i sat alone in the basement. ryan and the guys went out to eat. they invited me, but i wasn't feeling well so i chose to stay at home.
i was watching rick and morty while a blanket with drake's certified lover boy album cover pattern was draped over me. i was snapping people back when ryker snapped me.
i opened his snap: "last night was hot." i looked confused at the snap. i didn't remember doing anything hot with him.
i snapped him back with a confused look on my face. he opened it immediately and sent another snap: "your head game 😍😍"
