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Even drunk, in this state where her needs were the most utmost important things in the world, to an extent that reached far beyond its normal hold, Kat was surprised that Sydney and Alex actually came upstairs to find her after those texts. In a hopeful mind, that would represent her knowing deep down that she was dramatic and she couldn't send out extreme text messages and expect her friends to come running at the drop of the hat, but the more likely reason behind her surprise was that she assumed they would both be too busy to see the text. Last time she saw Alex, she was on her way to the bar, probably ready to have the best birthday night ever, and last time she saw Sydney, the blonde needed a drink to an extent where Kat hoped Alex had found her soon after and forced vodka down her throat... if she didn't cut her throat open first, for what that Gossip Girl post said.
Right now, Kat wasn't really consciously thinking about any of that though, because in distress, all she could think about was herself, and how absolutely, positively, mean Thylane had just been to her. She didn't deserve to be snapped at and called stupid! She was a good friend to Thylane! She was probably the only reason she was invited to this party to begin with, and this was how she repaid her?! Absolutely inconceivable, was what it was!
Even if she was surprised to see the girls come in, she wasn't bothered by it. It was comforting, even if both of them came in sans the "aw, poor Kat!" reaction she was hoping for. "Thylane rejected me because I'm ugly and disgusting and because Alex told me she was transgender and all I did was ask and she got really mad and said I was stupid and that you guys were bitches and that I never defend her against you guys," she exclaimed, feeling like that was a sufficient answer for both of them. Tears welled up in the back of her eyes, but crying probably would have garnered more sympathy for Kat if she wasn't prone to doing it every other day, for the most unimportant reasons.
Alex wanted to roll her eyes and caught herself before she did, but shared a glance with Sydney before she addressed Kat. The brunette's current state brought on an unwanted dose of sobriety, her BFF-in-distress mode filtering out some of the tipsy haze the second she saw Katherine's eyes get glassy. Seeing Katherine cry over any given situation wasn't new, but Alex was definitely sure that the girl being upset and wasted wasn't going to do any good. "Awww, babe," she cooed as she made her way over to the girl, eventually crawling into the floor to sit on one side of her. "You're not ugly or disgusting, and fuck that bitch if she made you feel like you were." To be quite honest, Alex genuinely liked Thylane. They weren't enemies by any standards nor were they close, but she had liked her enough to ignore the idea of the girl calling her a bitch for no reason. But she did, though delicately, think to add, "But sweetie, you gotta know I didn't mean that she was trans. I was just saying that girls use condoms with other girls sometimes and that you should...if something was going to happen."
Sydney was good at maintaining a poker face, and showing absolutely no emotion when the situation warranted it. In fact, she was practically known for having the utmost control over her emotions, to a point where some people swore that she had no feelings at all. Right now, she felt no need at all, to hide the look of absolute disgust on her face when Katherine seemed to say that she had been on the verge of hooking up with Thylane. Whatever Alex was saying about female condoms only confirmed that, and Sydney found it impossible to follow in Alex's suit and take a seat on Katherine's empty side. Instead, she remained standing a few feet in front of them, arms crossed over her chest as her facial expression spoke the words that she didn't even need to say at this point. She would say them anyway, though, but only because now she was sure that she didn't have the patience to deal with Katherine tonight. This was supposed to be Alex's night, and Sydney was already struggling to follow her "good friend" path due to her own drama that had happened tonight, to have even a speck of patience left to deal with Katherine's usual dramatics. "If the two of you are telling me that you almost hooked up with Thylane Blondeau, then you need to go home right now, Katherine. This is Alex's party, and you're clearly beyond wasted, and you're going to regret whatever you've been doing when you wake up tomorrow. Either stop being so dramatic and selfish, or go home." She knew she was being harsh, and that was why she didn't look to Alex for support on this one, but she had no problem drilling a glare right into the center of Kat's face.
Alex's words had been comforting, even if Katherine still could not comprehend in the slightest what female condoms were, but just when she was about to start feeling even slightly more relaxed than before, Sydney made her presence known. If her body language didn't already show it, her words told Katherine that she was not in the mood for... well, apparently, anything. “I’m not even drunk. I’ve only had like… ten drinks!” she objected, though her emotional tone, combined with the exaggeration of her claim in itself suggested against what she was saying. “And I would go back to my house if it wasn’t scary when I’m the only one there,” she complained, almost being out of it enough to consider turning to Alex with puppy eyes to ask if she would leave the party too, and come back to her house a few miles away with her. She caught herself, luckily, but only because Sydney had just called her out on being selfish, and not because she noticed how ridiculous of a request it would be, given that this was Alex’s party.
“Me being upset about Thylane being mean to me isn’t as selfish as you fucking Vincent in the bathroom downstairs anyway. Maybe you should go home,” she countered, and now, her voice was finally changing from a near-whine to one with more animosity than hurt in her voice. Katherine only really ever fired back at Sydney when she was very intoxicated, or very, very stressed out or emotional when sober, and though it was a combination of the two tonight, it was definitely the alcohol giving her the courage. “But whatever,” she snapped abruptly, as she somehow managed to pull herself to her feet, at one point using Alex’s head as a prop to lean her hand against to garner the strength and coordination to get up. “I’ll go enjoy the rest of my best friend’s party, since she’s the only person on the planet who even cares about me, while you two do whatever you want to do in your lives,” she announced, not noticing or caring how she probably wasn’t making much sense. She wasn’t over what had just happened with Thylane, and there was no way that her mood would fully recover from it, especially since she had probably reached her alcohol quota for the night, but this didn’t seem like a fun situation to stay in either.
"Ok, ouch," Alex hissed as Kat used her to stand on unsteady legs. She wasn't even sure the girl would make it back down the steps on the stilts she called legs, but she was pretty sure that Kat would try given the tension between herself and Sydney. The mention of Vincent and the immediate hurt she felt before squashing it made her frown, almost just sit there and let Katherine go about her drunken business and pray the girl eventually found a room to pass out in. But Alex didn't bother dwelling on that thought and instead, snatched up Katherine's wrist. "And speaking of selfish, I am gonna be selfish because like you both said, this is my party and I am your," she tugged at Katherine's wrist until the brunette met her inexorable gaze, held it and then sent a less severe, more pleading look to Sydney, "best friend. And I have one more request for the both of you and then you could go on to hate each other for the rest of the night."
After a beat, Alex sighed and tugged at Katherine to sit back on the floor. It wasn't a difficult feat considering Kat's own inebriated state. "You both are gonna sit here and we are gonna drink water and eat the food that's being brought up here, whether you're hungry or not. Because I'm hungry and if the birthday girl wants company while she eats, I think it's only fair that two of her best girls. And, if you need any more of an incentive, we can even get someone to bring these presents Syd apparently thinks is gonna drive me up the wall so you can see my face when I open them."
Sydney wasn't going to address the Vincent rumor, at least not tonight, but she was so close to slapping Katherine across the face after she so crudely accused her of doing what the Gossip Girl post insinuated that she had done, that she could no longer remain mum on the issue. Not only did it feel wildly offensive to her, but she could only imagine that it made Alex feel uncomfortable, at the very least too. The majority of reasons behind her feeling the need to address it were selfish ones, but she did, truly also want to address it also, to quell whatever worry she was sure that Alex had, over these rumors, too.
Once Alex had pulled Katherine back to the floor, and made her request that they stay in her room for long enough to eat and drink, Sydney took a brief moment to calm herself down before looking to Alex and nodding. She could do that. She could be a good friend right now. "If Katherine's actually going to eat something, then I can agree to sit here and honor your wishes too," Sydney said, purposely acting callously towards Katherine's aversion to eating, especially around other people. She didn't leave it at that, though, as she stepped towards Katherine, and surprisingly actually dropped down to her knees so that she was in a straddling position over the intoxicated girl's lap. As much as she wanted to hate Katherine right now, it was undeniable, especially at this angle, that the girl was wasted. This was how Kat acted when wasted, and Sydney knew that she had surpassed the point of knowing that she had to accept Kat and all of her quirks, in order for their friendship to work. Knowing her for so long, however, meant that Sydney didn't hesitate to reach out and grab each of the girl's cheeks, pinching ever so slightly to force Katherine to look at her, but also listen. "And only since you keep bringing it up, I want you to know that I. Did. Not. Do. Anything. With. Vincent. I didn't want to throw him under the bus, but you give me no choice, so what actually happened, was that he pulled me away from Ricardo and Charlotte to ask me how he could get Clifford to stop hitting on Alex. Being a good friend, I told him that he needed to let Alex be, and that if Clifford or any other guy makes her happy, then he should focus on her being happy with him, and not always think about what makes him happy. So, as the biggest Vincent Mast hater on the planet, I better not hear another word about that coming from you," she said, giving Katherine's face a final, and harder squeeze, an act of showing that she was seriousness, before sliding off of the girl and sitting beside her. She had purposely only acted like she was addressing Kat during the spiel, because had she even looked towards Alex, she would have returned to that weird vulnerable and emotional place that she swore to herself she wasn't going to go to again with Alex.
In the last few minutes, the drinks had definitely started to hit Katherine to a point where it was harder to resist any sort of physical movement. Alex pulled her back, and back she went. Sydney sat on top of her and forced her face towards her, and that was exactly what she did. Regardless of whimpering at the force being used (which, even being fairly gentle given the tension, could still be chalked up to attempted murder in Kat's books). She deserved credit for actually attempting to process and retain what Sydney was saying to her after it was suggested that they eat, but then again, the physical position that Sydney had over her made it kind of impossible not to. Given the tension in the room, it was probably a good thing that she tried too, because Sydney's explanation, coupled with Alex saying that they could open presents, suddenly made Katherine feel a little less miserable. In fact, at the realization that Sydney was saying that she had essentially told Vincent to back off of Alex, Katherine actually smiled-- or did so once Sydney had released her face from her lobster-like clasp. "Good. Even though you're not a good friend to me, at least you're a good friend to my beautiful soulmate, Alexandra Marie," she said, as her hand fell onto the leg of Alex who sat beside her. She gave the girl's leg a squeeze of affection as she spoke, and continued to say, "Aren't you so happy that you have us as friends?"
Right now, Kat wasn't really consciously thinking about any of that though, because in distress, all she could think about was herself, and how absolutely, positively, mean Thylane had just been to her. She didn't deserve to be snapped at and called stupid! She was a good friend to Thylane! She was probably the only reason she was invited to this party to begin with, and this was how she repaid her?! Absolutely inconceivable, was what it was!
Even if she was surprised to see the girls come in, she wasn't bothered by it. It was comforting, even if both of them came in sans the "aw, poor Kat!" reaction she was hoping for. "Thylane rejected me because I'm ugly and disgusting and because Alex told me she was transgender and all I did was ask and she got really mad and said I was stupid and that you guys were bitches and that I never defend her against you guys," she exclaimed, feeling like that was a sufficient answer for both of them. Tears welled up in the back of her eyes, but crying probably would have garnered more sympathy for Kat if she wasn't prone to doing it every other day, for the most unimportant reasons.
Alex wanted to roll her eyes and caught herself before she did, but shared a glance with Sydney before she addressed Kat. The brunette's current state brought on an unwanted dose of sobriety, her BFF-in-distress mode filtering out some of the tipsy haze the second she saw Katherine's eyes get glassy. Seeing Katherine cry over any given situation wasn't new, but Alex was definitely sure that the girl being upset and wasted wasn't going to do any good. "Awww, babe," she cooed as she made her way over to the girl, eventually crawling into the floor to sit on one side of her. "You're not ugly or disgusting, and fuck that bitch if she made you feel like you were." To be quite honest, Alex genuinely liked Thylane. They weren't enemies by any standards nor were they close, but she had liked her enough to ignore the idea of the girl calling her a bitch for no reason. But she did, though delicately, think to add, "But sweetie, you gotta know I didn't mean that she was trans. I was just saying that girls use condoms with other girls sometimes and that you should...if something was going to happen."
Sydney was good at maintaining a poker face, and showing absolutely no emotion when the situation warranted it. In fact, she was practically known for having the utmost control over her emotions, to a point where some people swore that she had no feelings at all. Right now, she felt no need at all, to hide the look of absolute disgust on her face when Katherine seemed to say that she had been on the verge of hooking up with Thylane. Whatever Alex was saying about female condoms only confirmed that, and Sydney found it impossible to follow in Alex's suit and take a seat on Katherine's empty side. Instead, she remained standing a few feet in front of them, arms crossed over her chest as her facial expression spoke the words that she didn't even need to say at this point. She would say them anyway, though, but only because now she was sure that she didn't have the patience to deal with Katherine tonight. This was supposed to be Alex's night, and Sydney was already struggling to follow her "good friend" path due to her own drama that had happened tonight, to have even a speck of patience left to deal with Katherine's usual dramatics. "If the two of you are telling me that you almost hooked up with Thylane Blondeau, then you need to go home right now, Katherine. This is Alex's party, and you're clearly beyond wasted, and you're going to regret whatever you've been doing when you wake up tomorrow. Either stop being so dramatic and selfish, or go home." She knew she was being harsh, and that was why she didn't look to Alex for support on this one, but she had no problem drilling a glare right into the center of Kat's face.
Alex's words had been comforting, even if Katherine still could not comprehend in the slightest what female condoms were, but just when she was about to start feeling even slightly more relaxed than before, Sydney made her presence known. If her body language didn't already show it, her words told Katherine that she was not in the mood for... well, apparently, anything. “I’m not even drunk. I’ve only had like… ten drinks!” she objected, though her emotional tone, combined with the exaggeration of her claim in itself suggested against what she was saying. “And I would go back to my house if it wasn’t scary when I’m the only one there,” she complained, almost being out of it enough to consider turning to Alex with puppy eyes to ask if she would leave the party too, and come back to her house a few miles away with her. She caught herself, luckily, but only because Sydney had just called her out on being selfish, and not because she noticed how ridiculous of a request it would be, given that this was Alex’s party.
“Me being upset about Thylane being mean to me isn’t as selfish as you fucking Vincent in the bathroom downstairs anyway. Maybe you should go home,” she countered, and now, her voice was finally changing from a near-whine to one with more animosity than hurt in her voice. Katherine only really ever fired back at Sydney when she was very intoxicated, or very, very stressed out or emotional when sober, and though it was a combination of the two tonight, it was definitely the alcohol giving her the courage. “But whatever,” she snapped abruptly, as she somehow managed to pull herself to her feet, at one point using Alex’s head as a prop to lean her hand against to garner the strength and coordination to get up. “I’ll go enjoy the rest of my best friend’s party, since she’s the only person on the planet who even cares about me, while you two do whatever you want to do in your lives,” she announced, not noticing or caring how she probably wasn’t making much sense. She wasn’t over what had just happened with Thylane, and there was no way that her mood would fully recover from it, especially since she had probably reached her alcohol quota for the night, but this didn’t seem like a fun situation to stay in either.
"Ok, ouch," Alex hissed as Kat used her to stand on unsteady legs. She wasn't even sure the girl would make it back down the steps on the stilts she called legs, but she was pretty sure that Kat would try given the tension between herself and Sydney. The mention of Vincent and the immediate hurt she felt before squashing it made her frown, almost just sit there and let Katherine go about her drunken business and pray the girl eventually found a room to pass out in. But Alex didn't bother dwelling on that thought and instead, snatched up Katherine's wrist. "And speaking of selfish, I am gonna be selfish because like you both said, this is my party and I am your," she tugged at Katherine's wrist until the brunette met her inexorable gaze, held it and then sent a less severe, more pleading look to Sydney, "best friend. And I have one more request for the both of you and then you could go on to hate each other for the rest of the night."
After a beat, Alex sighed and tugged at Katherine to sit back on the floor. It wasn't a difficult feat considering Kat's own inebriated state. "You both are gonna sit here and we are gonna drink water and eat the food that's being brought up here, whether you're hungry or not. Because I'm hungry and if the birthday girl wants company while she eats, I think it's only fair that two of her best girls. And, if you need any more of an incentive, we can even get someone to bring these presents Syd apparently thinks is gonna drive me up the wall so you can see my face when I open them."
Sydney wasn't going to address the Vincent rumor, at least not tonight, but she was so close to slapping Katherine across the face after she so crudely accused her of doing what the Gossip Girl post insinuated that she had done, that she could no longer remain mum on the issue. Not only did it feel wildly offensive to her, but she could only imagine that it made Alex feel uncomfortable, at the very least too. The majority of reasons behind her feeling the need to address it were selfish ones, but she did, truly also want to address it also, to quell whatever worry she was sure that Alex had, over these rumors, too.
Once Alex had pulled Katherine back to the floor, and made her request that they stay in her room for long enough to eat and drink, Sydney took a brief moment to calm herself down before looking to Alex and nodding. She could do that. She could be a good friend right now. "If Katherine's actually going to eat something, then I can agree to sit here and honor your wishes too," Sydney said, purposely acting callously towards Katherine's aversion to eating, especially around other people. She didn't leave it at that, though, as she stepped towards Katherine, and surprisingly actually dropped down to her knees so that she was in a straddling position over the intoxicated girl's lap. As much as she wanted to hate Katherine right now, it was undeniable, especially at this angle, that the girl was wasted. This was how Kat acted when wasted, and Sydney knew that she had surpassed the point of knowing that she had to accept Kat and all of her quirks, in order for their friendship to work. Knowing her for so long, however, meant that Sydney didn't hesitate to reach out and grab each of the girl's cheeks, pinching ever so slightly to force Katherine to look at her, but also listen. "And only since you keep bringing it up, I want you to know that I. Did. Not. Do. Anything. With. Vincent. I didn't want to throw him under the bus, but you give me no choice, so what actually happened, was that he pulled me away from Ricardo and Charlotte to ask me how he could get Clifford to stop hitting on Alex. Being a good friend, I told him that he needed to let Alex be, and that if Clifford or any other guy makes her happy, then he should focus on her being happy with him, and not always think about what makes him happy. So, as the biggest Vincent Mast hater on the planet, I better not hear another word about that coming from you," she said, giving Katherine's face a final, and harder squeeze, an act of showing that she was seriousness, before sliding off of the girl and sitting beside her. She had purposely only acted like she was addressing Kat during the spiel, because had she even looked towards Alex, she would have returned to that weird vulnerable and emotional place that she swore to herself she wasn't going to go to again with Alex.
In the last few minutes, the drinks had definitely started to hit Katherine to a point where it was harder to resist any sort of physical movement. Alex pulled her back, and back she went. Sydney sat on top of her and forced her face towards her, and that was exactly what she did. Regardless of whimpering at the force being used (which, even being fairly gentle given the tension, could still be chalked up to attempted murder in Kat's books). She deserved credit for actually attempting to process and retain what Sydney was saying to her after it was suggested that they eat, but then again, the physical position that Sydney had over her made it kind of impossible not to. Given the tension in the room, it was probably a good thing that she tried too, because Sydney's explanation, coupled with Alex saying that they could open presents, suddenly made Katherine feel a little less miserable. In fact, at the realization that Sydney was saying that she had essentially told Vincent to back off of Alex, Katherine actually smiled-- or did so once Sydney had released her face from her lobster-like clasp. "Good. Even though you're not a good friend to me, at least you're a good friend to my beautiful soulmate, Alexandra Marie," she said, as her hand fell onto the leg of Alex who sat beside her. She gave the girl's leg a squeeze of affection as she spoke, and continued to say, "Aren't you so happy that you have us as friends?"