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xxxlocation: party xxxoutfit: here
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xxx"fixation or psychosis
xxxdevoted to neuroses now
xxxendless romantic stories
xxxyou never could control me"
He had been right about hearing something about Patton, then. He still couldn't quite remember what it was, though. Still, either way, he wasn't going to grill Gavin about it- or probably even bring it up again. It was clear it was uncomfortable for him, and Alex had been asked enough uncomfortable questions lately to know how unpleasant it was. A distraction arrived in the form of what appeared to be a slightly tipsy Callum, one that made Alex grin. Billie followed them over to the fire, starting to talk to Callum. Alex sat down at the fire, glancing around at everyone there. They were all familiar faces, faces he hadn't seen in years. Some he barely recognised, some had barely changed.
There was a certain peace to the evening, everybody just sitting around talking and chilling. At the mention of a party, he'd been nervous- unsure of what exactly to expect. But he could handle this. This was everything he'd hoped for. Callum back by his side. Old friends surrounding him. And no pressure- no pressure to drink, no pressure to lie about what he'd been up to, no pressure to hide. No pressure to do anything but just... chill.
There was a certain peace to the evening, everybody just sitting around talking and chilling. At the mention of a party, he'd been nervous- unsure of what exactly to expect. But he could handle this. This was everything he'd hoped for. Callum back by his side. Old friends surrounding him. And no pressure- no pressure to drink, no pressure to lie about what he'd been up to, no pressure to hide. No pressure to do anything but just... chill.
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xxxlocation: party xxxoutfit: here
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xxx"i'm a wanderess
xxxi'm a one night stand
xxxdon't belong to no city
xxxdon't belong to no man"
x
Ellie followed Lina closer to the fire, laughing at her comment. "I knew it!" She declared loudly, laughing a little. God, she'd missed Lina more than she'd realised. A lot more. In the final few days before the fire, she'd started to realise that being popular didn't necessarily mean having lots of friends. Because the minute you started to fall, they would all turn their backs to you and let you fall. Lina, Jasper, and Dettie had been some of very few truly good friends she'd had, and they'd been there for her even after her fall. And now they were here again. "Oh, you know, college. Trying to make life decisions when you can't even pick what shoes to wear out on a Saturday night," she remarked lightly.
Gemma arrived then as Ellie reached over to get a beer. Ellie smiled at her as she sat down on the other side of Lina. "I'm good, Gemma, and you?" She asked. She'd shared a couple of classes with the other girl, but couldn't say she knew her all that well. She took a mouthful out of the beer, swallowing as Lina put her arm around Gemma. Something about that troubled her, something she couldn't quite put a finger on. She drained more of her beer, suddenly wishing she had something stronger.
Her eyes lingered on Cas and the stupid jacket. Anger flared in her chest. Here, she'd have backup. Here, she'd have people who would question his actions as much as she did.
"Hey, Cas, can I ask you something?" She asked, running a finger around the top of her bottle. "That jacket looks awfully like one of Jordan's. Care to enlighten me on that?" She asked, keeping her tone light and pleasant, but not allowing it to reach her eyes. She took another mouthful out of her beer without breaking eye contact.
Gemma arrived then as Ellie reached over to get a beer. Ellie smiled at her as she sat down on the other side of Lina. "I'm good, Gemma, and you?" She asked. She'd shared a couple of classes with the other girl, but couldn't say she knew her all that well. She took a mouthful out of the beer, swallowing as Lina put her arm around Gemma. Something about that troubled her, something she couldn't quite put a finger on. She drained more of her beer, suddenly wishing she had something stronger.
Her eyes lingered on Cas and the stupid jacket. Anger flared in her chest. Here, she'd have backup. Here, she'd have people who would question his actions as much as she did.
"Hey, Cas, can I ask you something?" She asked, running a finger around the top of her bottle. "That jacket looks awfully like one of Jordan's. Care to enlighten me on that?" She asked, keeping her tone light and pleasant, but not allowing it to reach her eyes. She took another mouthful out of her beer without breaking eye contact.