i want it, i got it

The girl was just as beautiful as ever, just the sight of her brought up emotions she did her best to push back down. The two hadn’t been together very long but it was long enough that she couldn’t just let it go. Things went sour between them as soon as she found out what the girl had done. “Well, I decided to come to this one. Is that a problem?” she questioned before following Anya’s lead and downing the rest of her drink. She knew she needed to be drunk in order to get through the party with her ex there.

–––––––––––THIS MIGHT HAVE been one of the worst places to meet her. to be honest, she hadn’t seen charli since they broke up, probably for the better the more she thinks about it. so to see her here, that too with anya drunk, never a good idea.       ‘ not a problem. just shocked. not tryna start something. ’      despite being drunk, anya tried to keep her cool. while not someone to particularly care about how her actions or words impacted others, she wasn’t sure sure she was in the mood to start something.

Charli didn’t often go to parties in the building because she didn’t know a lot of people but she had been getting to know some more of the residents recently so she decided to stop in. After the way things ended, she tried to forget that Anya lived in the building but considering the fact they lived on the same floor and walked past each other fairly often, it was hard to forget. Besides the fact, Anya still had a piece of her heart, whether she liked it or not. Charli was already a couple of drinks in when she heard that voice, the one she would recognize anywhere. “Yeah, well, I do live here too.” She instinctually snapped back.

––––––––––CHARLI HAD BEEN her first relationship when she moved here. wasn’t expecting much out of it, and had found a way to ruin that fairly quickly. it was unfortunate that that’s the route that she took. one that she often regrets, but also knew would inevitably happen. at least knowing her.        ‘ that’s not what i meant. ’         it leaves anya to roll her eyes, taking a too long sip of her drink, trying to reel it in. no point in making a scene at a party that wasn’t hers.        ‘ i just can’t remember the last time i saw you at a party. figured you didn’t go to these anyway. ’        her glass was already empty. how sad.