Deception-Three

Drunk Dial

Shea is awoken by a banging against her door. It's almost night fall, and she sits up in her bed still listening to a  constant banging against her solid oak door, "Hold up!" Shea yells as she stumbles towards her door to a frowning Peppermint, "Ok this has got to come to an end." Peppermint states as she pushes past Shea stomping into her messy dorm room, "Uh come in, I guess?" Shea says while tilting her head to the side before turning around, "It smells in here, and so do you. We're going clubbing so get your ass in that shower." Peppermint chants as she picks up items of clothing here, and there as an attempt to organize Shea's mess of a room, "I'm really not in the mood Pep." Shea groans Peppermint swings her head around with an armful of trash and clothes, "I'm done with this, 'Woe is me.' crap ok? We're going out, and we're going to have fun whether you like it or not." Peppermint squints at Shea with a challenging glare. Shea shrugs her shoulders before walking into her small bathroom, and turning on the shower faucet, "What I thought." Peppermint says to herself as she continues to organize Shea's belongings. Even though Shea loves Peppermint with all of her heart it's during times like these where she'd love nothing more than to slap the shit out of her, and Peppermint probably feels the same. 

Shea pulls on the dress Peppermint had brought over for her to wear knowing she probably doesn't have very many clothes that fit her new found curves properly and this dress hugs her in all of the right places. Honestly Shea isn't mad about it. She looks in her vanity mirror turning in several different angles with mixed emotions running through her at the moment. Straightening the short black dress with the palms of her hands she smiles, "You ready?" Peppermint smiles at Shea as she turns around to look at her now prominent ass, "Uh yeah I guess." Shea furrows her brows, "You look hot come on." Peppermint yanks her by her arm leading Shea out of her dorm room.


Peppermint, and Shea dance together as the music fills the dark club. With nothing, but alcohol in their systems Shea feels a strain in her bladder, "I need to pee." Shea voices into Peppermints ear. Peppermint nods her head before turning around, and dancing with the body behind her. Shea stumbles through the crowd of bodies towards the bathrooms. 

She walks into a crowded bathroom her eyes glance from the nasty floor to the several women fixing their makeup, and a mixture of them sniffing cocaine off of their acrylic pinky nails. She shakes her head, and walks into the last stall at the end of the line. Too tired to hover she blatantly sits on the toilet seat, and snatches her phone out of her bra going through her contacts. Her thumb hovers over Sasha's name wondering if she still has the same number. Her tired eyes scroll a little past the name then she scrolls back feeling confident she pounds the call button wondering what has she got to lose. 

The phone rings many times suddenly someone picks up, "Fuck." Shea whispers when she hears a tired, "Hello?" Shea racks through her drunken thoughts for something to say, "Shea?" Sasha asks with worry this time, "Hi." Shea states with a shaky voice, "Are you ok whats going on?" The drunk side of Shea begins to show herself, "I'm drunk, and I feel like shit you?" Shea cackles, "Where are you?" Sasha asks with a stern voice that once made Shea anxious, and it still does, "Uh some club my friend took me to. The bathrooms disgusting. You know... I honestly thought I could get over you, but for the past year I've -I-it's been it's really been shit." Sasha listens to Shea's drunks rant, "Look you don't sound too great I'm coming to get you." Shea shakes her head vigorously making herself dizzy, "No no no no I'm amazing I'm great don't-" Shea's cut off by a beep as Sasha hangs up, "Shit... shit shit shit shit shit."