alive /drh/

party

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i laughed out loud, shook my head with closed eyes and slowly lifted the half-full can to my mouth and put the cold aluminium thing to it, and took a sip of my lager. it was my second one. formally, my last one.

an electonic song was pealed through the house and i frowned a little. every other genre of music i was okay with, but that one. it wasn't my cup of tea, if i want to say it sophisticatedly.

i was tapping the rythym on my right thigh anyway. i'm ironic.

i looked at my left and smiled widely until my friend noticed me over his cousin on her left, who looked just as lost and shy as he always did.

after our little disagreement, we didn't bring up the blake-and-ellie thing, in consequence i never got to know the enormous and ingenious plan of hers. i stayed the misterious spectator who actually knew what was happening, and at the same time, didn't know anything. did i like that role?

i wasn't sure anymore.

i looked down, wondering about the things that could actually happen between the two with the assistance with the love doctor, lettie. i throwed the little pendant i had in my hand again and again, while i looked at the couple of guys at the doorway, talking and moving to the melody.

i had no idea if he was invited. we didn't talk about that with lettie either.

"quincy" i called the name of the guy opposite of me. he was leaned to the coffee table, and seemed completely preoccupied and as he jerked up, i waved him the thing i had in my hand and after that i threw it to him.

"thanks charli" he said and put it back on his leather bracelet.

for a moment, i appreciated his nice smile and eyes, but then immediately fell back to the backrest.

what the fuck was i thinking?

the song that was playing changed and some familiar tune started to play, but i couldn't name it anyway. it was probably a type of song i heard in my mom's car's radio when i didn't have my earphones.

i looked down again and decided to drink off all the thing that was still in the can in my hand. i felt the room-temperatured fizzy liquid pouring down on my throat and as i put the empty thing on the coctail table beside the place quincy's ankle was resting, and sighed, as i savoured the taste that stayed in my mouth.

"hey charli" lettie said and i turned to her.

"yeah?"

she had that blunt cheekyness in her eye which she seemingly tried to hide by not smiling at all. i had to giggle as i watched her try-hard expression and while she realized what i was laughing for, i quickly hugged her and then i smootly smacked her arm in a way to get her to speak. "let's do something." she said.

i shrugged, but already got really excited. this sentence was carrying so much meaning and memory in my life. it was literally me. like the sentence.

"okay" she clapped her hands together and i repositioned myself on the sofa. "who wants to play something?" she asked, aiming her words especially to the guy group in the doorway, and within seconds, a group of girls also appeared beside me and sat down on the fluffy carpet.

within seconds, a whole squad gathered around us. boys and girls, faces i never seen or those i saw too much. i felt the air going strained. i don't know if it was in a good way or not.