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༉‧₊˚ 005 you could always test the bed chem

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005. "Timothee Chalamet is the one for me"
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"Cherry" Millie spoke, poking her head round from the kitchen.

"hmm?" The girl hummed, her eyes shut as she tried to sleep away her hangover. After one too many mojitos she was absolutely wrecked on her best friends sofa.

"i think you are an alcoholic"

With a finger flipped to her friend, the girl threw her head back against the sofa, her head a dizzy mess. She closed her eyes for a few minutes, only reopening them when the cushion next to her slumped, her friend sat next to her with a cup of milk.

"when's Anaïs coming back? it'll be by next week right?" Cerise conversed, sitting up fully and pulling her knees into her chest.

"i hope so"

"She can't miss the Nepo party of the year" Cerise noted, looking at her friend with one of her eyebrows raised.

"Cerise, you are THE Nepo baby" She remarked with a playful roll of the eyes "your Dad is Damon fucking Albarn"

"he is" She nodded with a cheeky smile "but your dads liam gallagher!"

"no offence Cerise, but my Dad does not let me loose on social media and made me do something with my life, but your dad let you do it in your own and now you have become famous for your stupid tweets"

"i'm offended, i take lots of offence"The brunette replied, hugging her legs closer to her body.

"shut up" Millie laughed looking at her friend who stuck her tongue out in response. "Anyways, I told Anaïs to invite Elijah and his friends, i just think it's time for us to make new friends! and what's better than four irish lads?"

"you what?" Cerise squeaked out looking at her friend, her eyes were wider than saucers as her mouth hung open.

"claire your mouth you'll catch flies"

"shut up you rat" Cerise replied smacking her friend on the arm. "why'd you invite them"

"my party was going to be a little bit empty" Millie told the girl as she held her fingers up to show how little it would be, her eyes squinted while snowing off her visual representation. Grabbing onto her friend wrist, Cerise looked at the girl seriously and she just smiled back.

"you have lost a party guest in me" She told her sincerely before dropping the wrist.

"what why, it's not a big deal!" Mollie argued, looking towards Cherry with pleading eyes.

"not a big deal! i tweeted we would have good bed chemistry and he saw it!" Cerise argued a pout on her lips.

"i mean you could always test it at the party" She shrugged turning to look at her friends reaction. Eyes wide, like a dear in headlights "oh come on Reese"

"i can't believe you just said that" She breathed out a small laugh "good thing Anaïs isn't here to hear that"

"Anaïs isn't here to hear what?" A voice spoke from the door, a blonde girl stood with two suitcases and headphones around her neck.

Both the girls jolted up at the sound of the girls voice. Cerise letting out a squeak before looking at Millie in panic, the girls face a mirrored expression of her own.

"come on. What didn't i hear?"

"NOTHING!" Both girls shouted as the scrambled up to greet the friend at the door.

"why are you back?" Millie asked titling her head. "this is my flat you know? both of you don't live here" Anaïs reminded them as the both stood offended.

"okay i will take the air fryer away" Cerise replied smugly.

"no" Anaïs begged "not the air fryer, my baby"

"someone's got priorities" Millie mumbled, causing Anaïs to push her.

"Anyways" Cerise clapped her hands together "tell your little leprechaun friends to stay in ireland please" She smiled before turning away.

Anaïs pulled her back by her plait chair the girl to stumble back, her heel making contact with Anaïs suitcase. With a string of curse words she turned to face her annoyed.

"and how would the love of your life Elijah feel if i told him you said that?" She asked, a strange look in her face.

Cerise looked from Anaïs to Millie before she simply shrugged her shoulders.

"i don't know, but it's okay. I already told you Timothee Chalamet is the one for me" She smiled charmingly at her two friends. Mille struggling to hold her laughter in from her perched position in the end of the sofa.

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