the progress project [3]

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yuli

vivian had agreed to come with her, but merely ten minutes after they arrive, vivian's tongue is tasting the red punch with a plastic cup.

"hey," yuli says, her arm slipping to hold vivian's hand. "slow down, yeah?"

"mk, mom," vivian laughs, and the other girl gets a jolt of déjà vu.

"oh, how the tables have turned," a voice says behind her. atília. "it must hurt to see her drink and know that you cannot stop her because she will not listen."

"look, i'm sorry—"

"save it. i do not want your apology."

he slips into the crowd, leaving yuli alone with an already tipsy girlfriend.