Snippet #2649389

"Good. She now knows how I feel."

"I'm pretty sure we all do now." Elisa mumbled in defense of her friend, it was barely audible but her eye roll was evident. She was pretty sure that this was not a great way to start their trip, but on the other hand she was glad it wasn't her and Millie going at it. Somehow, it was them that managed to keep it together like adults.

"I hate modern art."

Elisa looked at Beck and smiled. "There's more than to it than Jackson Pollack and Shia Labeouf's 'Just do it' video. I kind of like it." She said in response. She got that sometimes it was a little an abstract and weird at times, but more often than not she found things in it that she really resonated with. To her they weren't boring or cookie cutter and gave you things to look at and think about. It was one of her favorite things about going to the beach.

"Besides, some of it's just funny to look at anyways." She tacked on, leaning on Beck as if she were trying to convince him to see it with her, but also she was cold and he was warm and her sweater just wasn't doing the trick for her.

"Oh god look at that. She's getting all pally with you so you will say yeah to a nice threesome. That way she gets at least a little bit of Beck."

"You ruin everything! Just cause things aren't going your way doesn't mean you have to try and bring other people down too. Since you now have royally pissed off me and Bex, how about I do you a favour and remove a few of your ribs so you can suck your own dick tonight?"

"I...uh...I think I also suddenly have to use the restroom." Elisa said, visibly uncomfortable with the situation and looking for an excuse to get out of eating anyway. The few bites she had taken had left her feeling sick and fat. She stood from her chair and kissed Beck on the cheek as she turned to follow after Millie. Maybe the boys could talk it out on their own, but she surely was not going to sit in on a conversation of that particular nature. Even though Bex would probably kick her for it later, as eavesdropping always made for good gossip especially when that gossip was about them.

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Rebecca hadn't intended for anyone to follow her, as even Elisa was pretty good about knowing when she wanted to be alone. The situation with Leon had made her a tiny bit anxious...or a lot anxious. She began counting her heartbeats, rapid and irregular, as she sat cross legged on the counter of the bathroom. When counting didn't work, she began to dig through her purse looking for the pill bottle that would save her. She hated taken them and often traded them out at parties for different drugs. It didn't take much to find the bottle and she dumped three pills out into her hand, which had begun shaking just like the rest of her. Instead of popping them into her mouth, knowing that that would take too long, she crushed and cut them with her credit card and made little lines. Snorting just helped it work a little faster than it normally would and she simply didn't care if anyone saw her do it.

Getting yelled at or into a heated argument with a man sent her into a spiral that she couldn't control. Bex hated it about herself and hated that she didn't have any control over it. It made her feel weak and she had promised herself a long time ago that weak was something she would never be again. "This is so fucking stupid." She groaned, rolling up a dollar bill and breathing up each blue line with ease. The relief that accompanied the burning in her nostrils was well worth it.

She couldn't wrap her mind around why Leon got so angry. They had agreed that they were just sleeping together. So why were they suddenly arguing about it? Why was he so upset? She frowned, leaning her back against the mirror and thinking up question after question. It was interrupted when the bathroom door opened up to show a red head and her best friend. "Oh hey, come to join my party?" She said with her foxy grin.