❛It's a pain that I caught you at a bad time,❜
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After a severely dangerous car accident, Alexa Swift is forced to spend a month under observation in her mother's apartament until she reaches full recovery.
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In which, Gracie Abrams meets Taylor in...
irl tw: mentions of underage drinking/substance abuse; car accident.
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July 15th, 2023
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ALEXA STIRRED awake when the sun light that was coming in through a peep in the curtain hit her face. She groaned softly, her blonde hair sprawled on the pillow and her head pounding from the hungover she was in.
The girl turned in bed, meeting the bare back of one of her best friends, Ella, the girl being sound asleep. Alexa laid back, hands in her messy hair. "Fuck." she cursed under a sigh.
Contrary to her own wishes, Swift pushed herself to sit on the edge of the bed, collecting her articles of clothing one by one from the floor. As soon as she pulled the black T-shirt over her head and grabbed her phone from the nightstand and her shoes, one in each side of the room, the girl was making her way out the window and into her recently bought benz.
The ride from Ella's house to hers was 20 minutes, but it took her 10 minutes from how fast she was used to driving. The streets in L.A were weirdly quiet considering it was already one in the afternoon, either way it was better for Alexa, safer to drive fast.
The girl closed the front door with a thud, finally being home after three days of crashing on her friend's places. She pulled her shirt off, throwing it into the dirty laundry basket and moving to her closet to grab a clean white tank top.
She walked towards the kitchen, feeling her phone vibrate in her pocket with a call from Courtney.
"Hey, Court, what's up?" she said in a raspy voice, she didn't know exactly why her throat was sore, but her voice was definitely in an unusual pitch.
Alexa put her phone on speaker and tossed it on the kitchen isle, pulling open one of the doors of her fridge and grabbing the orange juice, along with the almost empty bottle of vodka. "Are you waking up just now?" Courtney laughed over the phone.
"Technically, I woke up like twenty minutes ago--" she poured the juice and the alcohol in the same glass. "--in Ella's bed."
Courtney made a sound on the other side of the line that the blonde girl couldn't really decipher, she spoke up after a few seconds of silence. "So, you guys are still doing this, huh?"
Alexa and Ella had been best friends even before they started shooting Yellowjackets together. They met in an event that Taylor dragged Alexa to at the age of 15, Ella also being there against her will. They became friends rather quickly and it wasn't news to anyone that Ella had always had these conflicted feelings over the taller girl, but it was something Alexa never acted on. Until two weeks ago when she ended up sleeping with the british girl while under the influence of many ‐many‐ different substances.
