⁰⁰⁵, ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵃˢ & ʳᵘᵐᵒʳˢ
ⁱʳˡ / ˢᵒᶜⁱᵃˡ ᵐᵉᵈⁱᵃ
Leila wakes up in her bedroom from a throbbing headache. Unaware of what happened last night. She looks down under the covers and sees that she is now is pajamas. She then turns over and grabs her phone, it was nicely placed on the charger even though she doesn't recall doing that. There is a letter beside her phone, its labeled 'to Leila' in cursive. She picks up the letter, her fingers brushing against the ink on the cover. As she was about to open it, her phone started blowing up. Full of messages, tags in posts and missed calls from everyone. She puts the letter down and immediately lays her hands on her phone.
What happened? why is everyone tagging her in posts? Why so many texts and calls?
She wondered.
Leila then gets another call from Juliette; she quickly answers still half asleep. "Hey..." she mumbles sitting up against her bedframe.
"Leila!" Juliette shouts from the other end, "what?" she replies confused.
"You're blowing up!" she says.
"Did i embarrass myself at the party? i mean im used to these types of recognition but-"
Juliette cuts her off, "No! its not that type of recognition, you're on the tea page!"
Leilas eyes widen, "What!" she says in shock. "Look on Instagram asap, then call the group chat." Victoria says from the other end.
"Okay!" Leila says before hanging up.
The tea page.
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