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Dead Nights, Red Eyes

Sana staggered inside the hall, Avoiding the guests as she makes her way to the end of the hall, Noticing her friends in the crowd, they seem to be having the time of their lives. She wouldn't want to burden them anyways.

Her problems, not theirs.

Knowing that she's not sober enough to walk, let alone in the dark, she still exits the banquet hall. The night was cold, dead cold. No wind, so still. Walking to the dimly lit parking lot, already half-empty, The blonde sits near the curb, breaking down into tears, Hugging her knees, Rocking back and forth as her mind replays everything like a movie.

A part of her still believes Tzuyu would come back, right now, wrap arms around her and kiss her, making her forget the night momentarily. Taking her home and laying her to rest as she gets lost in her dreams.

That part of her is what fucks her up over and over again.

She wants to be in her arms right now, She wants her lips on hers, Her hands tracing every inch of her body.

But could it be that way?

Fuck no.

Every touch is satisfying but it breaks her in some ways, It frustrates her, angers her.

She screams at the top of her lung, wanting someone to listen, knowing no one would. Sobbing in defeat as she falls back on the ground, wanting to lay in the comfort of her bed, Her insecurities hidden beneath the sheets. 

Almost half an hour had passed before she quietened down. Picking herself up, she could taste salty tears on her wet lips. Her face was still tear-stained and she knew her cheeks and her eyes were red.

Sana could've called Dahyun if she wasn't at the wedding with her. So She scrolls through her contacts before stopping at a certain one. Her friend had given her a number of a random girl, saved as Eunha, she never really had the chance to call her but now's the time. 

Her thumb hovers over the 'call' icon, but it didn't take her long to decide. After 3 rings, someone picked up the phone on the other line, The girl had a sweet voice, she smiles at the pure, sweet tone of her voice as she repeatedly says Hi.

"Hey. It's Sana" Her voice comes out weak and raspy. "Oh Yeah, Yerin gave you my number right?" She asks, 

"Yeah you're right, Anyways can I come over?" Eunha immediately recognizes the intention of the question. She replies with a yes before the line goes dead. Sana ends up getting a taxi to get her there, the location wasn't too far and only a couple minutes away.

Sana finds herself in the same position, In front of a doorway of another stranger. Millions of nights were spent like this, Sex and Alcohol go together well on these nights.

Because Why remember when it's nothing special?

She rings the doorbell and the door is immediately answered, In front of her stands a girl around the same age as her, Straight Black hair that falls all the way down to her chest, well-kept bangs, But Her eyes immediately falls on her plump lips, as if waiting to be attacked. She wore smokey eye makeup which made her look instantly hotter than she already was.

Sana licked her lips before she grabbed her by the neck, pulling her closer. Eunha didn't flinch either and Sana assumed she was used to all this senseless fucking. She closed her eyes tightly, their lips moving in sync as their hands roamed freely. They pulled away, out of breath. A panting mess before Sana pulled her hair roughly, making her whimper in pain and pleasure, as she tilted her head.

Trailing her kisses down to her neck and to her collarbone, leaving marks everywhere. She used her free hand to unbutton her loose blouse. Their grip becomes firm as they walk to the bedroom, still not breaking the kiss until they fall on the bed, taking a break for a moment.

Her eyes had been shut the entire time, Cause All she could think was of Tzuyu.

And she knows it's wrong.

But fuck self-control.

And Fuck Pride.