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it was late now, and amongst other people, luara had had a lot to drink, and smoked a lot of weed. she was laughing uncontrollably with rafaella and a few other people, doing an insane amount of shots.
"i miss you." rafaella laughed, sluggishly swinging her arm over luara's shoulder.
"i'm right here." luara laughed also, leaning into her.
rafaella nodded her head with a grin, "i know, but i miss you being around."
luara rolled her eyes playfully, leaning forward and grabbing another shot, taking it, giggling at herself after she did so. just as she did, rafaella's best friend, diego approached them, taking rafaella's arm off luara's shoulder.
"i think you need to go to bed, raf." he chuckled, holding her up her by waist.
despite her protests, he still ushered her inside, "ugh, te amo, lu."
luara grinned, "te amo, rafa."
quickly taking another shot, she said her goodbyes to rafa's friends, deciding to head back herself. it was really late, so she stumbled her way inside the house and pulled out her phone, going to get a taxi. the screen was black, so she tapped on it, but nothing happened, then she pressed the lock button. the bright no battery symbol flashes on her screen, and she groaned, stuffing it in her bag.
as she wobbled her way to the front door, her mind began to pay attention to the throbbing pain in her feet from her heels, something she hadn't bothered to acknowledge before. she held onto the wall as she lifted her leg, fumbling with the strap.
"do you need help with that?" looking toward the stairs, it was a man she hadn't seen before. most likely a friend of rafaella's she didn't get the chance to meet. he had styled blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. the complete opposite of the men she was interested in, but she didn't mind, he was only asking to help.
she smiled gratefully, turning and letting her back rest on the wall, "could you?"
he nodded with a light chuckle, walking up to her and bending down, taking her foot in his hand, "luara, yeah?"
she furrowed her brows, exhaling, starting to feel tired, "mhm."
he nodded again, undoing the strap of her heel, "i'm marcos, it's nice to meet you."
"hm, yeah, you too." as she waited for him to undo her shoes for her, the exhaustion from standing all night and drinking and smoking her way through it with rafa took over her body. she was too tired to do anything, but before she could close her eyes, an irritated voice made her turn her head the other way.
"hi." neymar's voice was hard, and laced with annoyance as he walked toward the two of them.
just as marcos got to her other shoe, he stood straight, letting out a breath at the sight of neymar jr in front of him, "hi."
