10. hanker sore

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                                    10.𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐞
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  𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙚
𝙖𝙙𝙟. 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙛𝙛





sweat and cheap perfume was the only thing olivia could smell with her head resting on alice's clammy shoulder. her head was pounding and she honestly couldn't remember that last time she had a shot but from the way her stomach felt, she knew it was too many but that wasn't gonna stop her from ordering another. she usually never drank like this but after a hard week and two birthdays from her coworkers, it was only fitting to get shitfaced considering that would be her only way of surviving a night with said coworkers.

"nope, you're cut off little lady" alice yelled above the blaring music, pulling at olivia's sleeve in hopes the bartender didn't see her calling him yet again

"this is homophobia!" she slurred, pulling her arm back "you're cutting me off because i'm a lesbian"

"olivia i'm bisexual"

"well...." she sighed "it's still-"

"nope. you're done. i already called you a uber and she's on the way so we are gonna wait outside"

"no! we are dancing. no home" and with that olivia made her grand escape to the dance floor, quickly dodging alice's hands reaching out for her and finding the group of girls she had become friends with for the night as they danced to a song she couldn't recognize and shared the last of the drink olivia had made them hold 10 minutes before. it wasn't long however until alice finally found the girl, whisking her away from the crowd and outside right as the uber pulled up to the curb. she helped her inside much to olivia's rebuttal and confirmed the address, buckling the intoxicated girl in.

"you'll thank me tomorrow"

"i hate you"

"i love you too. goodnight!" alice replied, waving goodbye as they drove off before she went back inside to find the rest of the group she had came with

olivia quickly shoved her heels off with the approval of the driver first and took good use of the free snacks in the back seat. she looked over at the young girl in the drivers seat for a moment. "you're very pretty"

"thank you" the brunette chuckled "you're very pretty yourself"

olivia gasped, hands finding their way to her chest in shock "really? oh my god thank you. you know, that's what emily tells me but just between us, shes much more prettier" she paused to swallow her fruits snacks, already reaching for the second pack "emily is beautiful but like, i can't tell her" she slurred

"why not?"

"i don't know if she's, you know. a lady lover. i wish i could tell her but she makes me nervous! and she's not talkative about feelings, don't think she would accept it. plus, we are friends. not like you and i though. we are friends but em and i are close friends. super close" she rambled. olivia could talk forever when she was drunk. she was sure in her sober state she would of probably just offered this poor girl a piece of gum and silently stared out the window until she got home but for now a stranger was exactly who she needed to dump her emotional and romantic baggage onto considering she would probably either never see her again or not remember this moment at all.

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