CHAOS THEORY.
❝ If you ever fucking do that again, it'll be you on the receiving end of the bullet. ❞
There were two things you could guarantee about Willow Su. One, she'd always be honest and never sugarcoat a damn thing even if it...
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February 2014
The Washington Lodge was a haven for Willow Su. No parents, no responsibilities other than making sure Matt didn't drink enough to fall flat on his face ─ and trust her, it had happened many times in the past when she hadn't been the one watching his intake of alcohol.
And given that it was Sunday now, since it was after midnight, the group of teens hadn't really planned on drinking all that much anymore. Most of them had gotten it out of their systems earlier in the night, not drinking too much in order to just have fun instead of getting shit-faced. Except for Chris and Josh, who had passed out on the kitchen counter hours ago.
Willow giggled as she leaned into Matt's side, tucked under his arm. To anyone outside of the group, it looked like the two were a couple and many people even thought so. Yet, they couldn't be more wrong. Matt and Willow were two peas in a pod, together in everything, but had never been romantic. Yeah, maybe they had been each other's first kiss when they were younger, but that kiss also had been what made Willow realize that guys just weren't for her.
Girls were. But then again, about a year or so prior, Willow faced another dilemma. She did seem to have more crushes on guys (even after that kiss with Matt that first made her question her sexuality) than girls, so honestly, Willow still wasn't sure which one she was attracted to, let alone if it was truly both.
So maybe it was just Matt that wasn't for her. He was too much like a brother to her.
Matt nudged Willow, indicating that he was going to get up off the couch ─ probably to go to the bathroom or something given how small his bladder could be at times. She shifted closer to Emily, who was ranting with Jess about something that Willow had tuned out up until that moment.
"You'd think she'd know better given how the hell this group is, you know?" Emily groaned, flopping backwards into the couch. "Don't you think, Will?"
Willow hummed, not knowing what exactly they were talking about.
Emily deadpanned, turning to face her as Jess giggled at the two of them ─ Emily, with her death stare at Willow, and Willow, who only looked bored with the conversation despite not knowing what was going on. "Were you not listening that entire time?"
"Nope." Willow popped the p, giving Emily a smile. "I was too busy laughing at the doofus you call a boyfriend."
She gestured to the other couch, where Mike sat with Sam and Jess, making odd faces at the former.
"Basically, she was just complaining about how Hannah is still trying to break girl code." Jess summed up, a devious look in her eyes. "Maybe we should teach her a lesson."
