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Giggling like the drunk idiots they are, Elizabeth and Elisabeta took a swig of their beer on the floor to Elise's house in LA.

"So when are you going to-to date Stan," Elizabeth giggled as she stared up at the ceiling.

This sobered Elise up for a moment as she propped herself up on her elbows and looked over at her friend, "Hows February 31st?"

Elizabeth thought about it for a moment before it struck her, she whispered to herself, "There is no February 31st..."

Elise's giggled and laid back down on the hardwood floor, "Exactly."

The two giggled together, but stopped abruptly when the doorbell rang. Elise and Elizabeth raced to the door, Elise in the lead as she was more sober than Elizabeth, so she wasn't tripping over her own feet.

Opening the door, Elise slurred, "Hello-o," as she giggled to herself when Elizabeth finally got to the door.

"Hi, I'm Mike from Postmates," he introduced himself to the drunk women, "You ordered a pizza, Chick-Fil-A, and Olive Garden?"

Elise and Elizabeth glanced at each other with two identical growing smiles, "Thank you," and they shut the door.

"Call Sebastian! Thank him!" Lizzie hollered as she raced to the kitchen for plates.

Following her orders, Elise placed the food on the table and took out her phone. She searched for Sebastian's number and pressed on it. She got sent to voice mail.

When Lizzie came back, she placed the plates on the table and asked, "Did you call him?"

Elise glanced at her friend with sad eyes and responded in a low voice, "No, he hates me,"

Lizzie immediately dashed to her friend's side and consoled her, "Oh no, honey, he doesn't hate you, he's probably just busy!"

Her mood changing immediately, Elise hollered, "Let's do a Twitter Q&A!"

Lizzie's eyes lit up and she shoved a pizza into her mouth as she nodded her head profusely.

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