Post by skylar mae everett on Jan 13, 2013 17:19:05 GMT -5
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shots, shots, shots, shots! skylar knew that her body was incapable of handling any more alcohol, but this was the life she had chosen. when she wasn't working the life out of her body with performing, she was drinking or with another guy. her social life never came first, but tonight, she was being selfish and wasn't worried about performing or college auditions or anything. tonight, it was about skylar and honestly? she couldn't be happier. she downed another shot as a cheer rose from the group and she raised the glass in the air, feeling herself getting picked up by one of her guy friends. that was skylar for you, the life of the party. she chuckled as she was poured another drink by a cute guy that was flirting with her in the kitchen and she couldn't help but laugh. he was begging her to go home with him tonight, but as much as sky wanted to say yes, she couldn't. tonight, she had made plans to stay over at her friend's house and she couldn't just disappear on short notice like that.
three drinks later, she found herself stumbling through people, her friend's arm wrapped around her neck as she helped another friend get her into the backseat of the car. skylar herself slipped into the passenger seat as their designated driver drove them back to her friend's house. she thanked the guy and helped her friend out of the back, stumbling up to the front door, giggling at one another's stupid antics as sky fumbled for her friend's keys. she found them, opened the door, and let themselves in, helping her friend up the stairs into her own bed. skylar could tell the house was empty, seeing as her friend's parents were nowhere to be found. she didn't think for a second about her older brother, but helped her get undressed, changed, and into bed. maybe twenty minutes later, she found herself changing as well into a spare change of clothes to sleep in, folding up her own clothes and setting them on the floor by the futon. she felt her head pounding as she laid down on the futon, curling up beneath the blanket, but she still felt queasy.
she got up slowly, thinking that maybe if she went to the bathroom, she'd feel at least a bit better. she got up and made her way down the hall as gracefully as possible, just as she felt herself begin to stumble slightly, she felt herself collide with something...or rather someone. "oh, god! i'm s-sorry," she stammered slightly, the alcohol causing her to slur slightly. skylar found herself looking up into the face of her friend's older brother, james and she straightened herself up instantly, the queasiness from the alcohol going away.
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