It's 10:45 pm. The four of us; Me, Ki, Alita and Alyssa are having an aggressive pillow fight over Ki showing Josh me in lingire.
My drunk ass hasn't even registered the fact that Josh Young. Has seen me in nothing but a bra, translucent sleeves and panties. Fuck.
I'm sitting in the corner with a drunk smile plastered on my face watching Alyssa and Alita are beating the shit out of Ki with my pillows.
I refilled my glass of liquor and swirled it before taking a sip. So this is how a shitty mum feels like. Letter her children murder each other while she's getting drunk.
Ki was laughing her ass off.
I eventually got bored and started stumbling around my house, everything was becoming a blackout blur. The last thing I saw was my bed as I slowly fell onto in.
***
I peek my eyes open just to see Alita asleep right next to me, Alyssa is sleeping in my book nook chair, slumped and completely passed out. Ki was on the floor with a half empty bottle of liquor in her hand. Of course.
Thankfully I had managed to escape with no more than just a slight body ache. I went to get off my bed when a hand yanked me back. Alita.
"Aurthurrrrrrtt where you going?"
"I'm not Aurthur. Damn you got drunk Alita didn't you?"
"Huuuuuh. JULIET?"
"Yes dumbass."
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh I remember."
He hand let's go of my arm and I push myself up. I grab a couple of painkillers and spot myself in the body sized mirror on my wardrobe door. My black lingire set still on. Damn I did look good yesterday.
I swallow the painkiller pill and chug water. Alita has already gone to the girl to wake them up. Alyssa is already panicking going to text Josh to apologize for the sight of me in lingire.
I freaked out when Ki told me what she did.
"I AM GOING TO MURDER YOU-"
"Don't blame me! I've blessed his eyes!"
"WHY ME? WHY BIT YOURSELF. OR FUCKING ALITA OR SOMETHING. IT'S LESS AWKWARD THAT JUST ME."
"I don't wanna hear it Julie!"
"UGHHHHHG OH MY LORDD!"
Alyssa managed to get Josh to ensure everything was fine. We eventually ate breakfasts and the girls left. Me to myself for the day.
Most likely to let me contemplate the fact that I'm 21, old. I feel old.
I spent the whole morning on my phone, shifting between that and my book.
Fucking hell I love my book. "My Dark Romeo".
I have my usually set up. Headphones on my head playing 'the night we met' by Lord Huron, an erasable ink gel pen (brown ink), sticky tabs in light pink, brown, beige and lipstick red.
I red till page 112 when I get a text from Alyssaz
"Hey girl. Wondering if you wanna go to the ice rink with me? Just the two of us."
"Ofc! I love I've skating. When we going?"
"In like three days. 12pm?"
"Sure. See you Al."
"See you Julieee."
I turn off my phone and close my book. I take off my headphones and organize my shit before going to decide what I'd wear when going out with Alyssa to ice skate.
I am now staring and three different outfits.
A longsleeve black dress with a flowy short skirt.
A blood red sweater and baggy dark blue jeans.
A white body suit with long sleeves and blue jeans.
All of them are paired with black converse shoes cause yes.
I contemplated for a while and decided to go with the white body suit with jeans. I found my old pair of white ice skates and cleaned them.
I set them up on my chair and found a black leather jacket.
Now that I'd decided what I'd wear in three days now I can do whatever I want. And what do I do? Go back to my phone of course.
I plopped myself down on my bed and reached for. My phone.
