❝all that is gold does not glitter,
not all those who wander are lost;
the old that is strong does not wither,
deep roots are not reached by the frost❞
- j.r. tolkien
in which she has problems money could never fix.
[crazy rich asians 2018]
[nov 30...
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──── ❝ chapter vi ❞ ────
❝ you little shit ❞
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I DON'T KNOW WHEN WE ended up in Avaline's personal apartment, just then I groggily awake with a stranger's arm around my waist. I was scared at first, but I saw that both me and the woman who had her arm thrown around me were both fully dressed.
I'd heard the distinct sound of throwing up from the bathroom down the hall, someone quietly giving them words of encouragement. No doubt the girl not throwing up was Ava; she always had this ability to never get hungover no matter how much she drank. I'm somewhat the same in that I don't throw up as most do. The worst I probably get is a splitting headache and a short wave of dizziness.
But something was odd about how I felt right now... I didn't drink anything. Nothing alcoholic at least... So why did I have such a splitting headache right now? Even as I sat up, I felt a wave of dizziness shit me. I pushed it down, but the feeling was started to worry me.
I spotted my purse, among the numerous other designer purses all the girls had brought. Our shoes, some broken which no doubt their parents would roll their eyes at after paying so much for them. I dragged my fatigued body towards the pile and fished my phone out from the mess inside my Hilde Palladino.
I had figured I'd have gotten a good amount of texts, but I wasn't expecting the hundreds of notifications I had acquired on literally every platform. Seriously, my text message inbox was flooded, Instagram was dinging every five seconds, and SnapChat might as well have crashed! Let's not even get started on Twitter! I even got a few emails!
"What...?" I scrunched up my face in confusion.
I scrolled down to the first notification I had. It was a Tweet with my handle and a picture attached. Clicking it, it opened to Crystal Tan's account. The caption was "@LadyDi and @AshestoAshes seem to be pretty drunken with love at Avaline's party of the year!!" And the picture? It was me and Asher sitting together at the bar, and from the angle it was taken, it looked just like he and I were kissing passionately.
"Oh fuck." I squeaked before the scream erupted from my throat.
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"I'm so fucking dead!"
For the last fifteen minutes, I'd been pacing back and forth in Ava's living room. Most of the girls from Ava's school had gotten Uber's home or dragged themselves into Ava's room so they didn't have to hear me panicking.
