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the  night  was  doomed  from  the  beginning.  it  began  with  dinner,  food  coming  out  all  wrong  and  josie  too  introverted  to  correct  her  waiter.  then  the  bill  came  —  in  her  hands,  out  of  her  wallet.  no  offering,  no  courtesy  provided  by  her  date.  but  she  brushed  it  off  with  a  smile,  somehow  managing  to  agree  to  capping  off  the  night  at  a  something  closely  resembling  a  bar.  as  darlene's  friends  grow  rowdier  with  every  drink  topped  off,  she's  somehow  lost  her  date  in  the  shuffle  —  last  seeing  somewhere  between  taking  a  shot  with  the  group  and  heading  off  into  the  bathroom.  josie  slides  into  the  booth,  faced  with  darlene  who's  already  the  target  of  her  tired,  narrowed  eyes.  "he  took  me  out  to  dinner  first,"  she  clarifies.  it's  not  entirely  true,  but  darlene  would  never  know  the  difference.  "we  already  talked,  lots!  i'm  sure  he'll  be  asking  me  out  for  our  second  date  in  no  time."  she  glances  around,  trying  to  find  him  in  the  sea  of  friday  -  night  fun  havers.

darlene's own lack of subtlety wasn't lost upon her— if anything, it was a curse, burdened by how painfully aware she was by it. and yet, she stood dumbfounded now, unable to fully grasp how or why a pang tugged at her chest, tugging attention wholly in josie's direction, all the while life continued to move amongst her. the other's voice grounds her, then, meeting her words with sarcastic saccharine in the form of pursed lips and overly-attentive eyes. " ah, and it went so well you just needed an after party — did i get that part right? " never mind that he was nowhere to be found; not just now, but for the past half hour or so. not that darlene was counting. " here's to hoping you're not the one walking him home today, mr. dreamboat might be testing his own limits, from what it looks like here. but, who am i to judge? you surely know him better than me. "

❝ piper, i ... i have no interest in doing that. i mean, that's technically my job and i know where you're coming from ... but i'm off the clock. ❞ neslihan rises the glass she's been holding onto for some time now, wanting to show the other that her only intention at this party was to get drunk and have some fun. as a therapist for half of the students at godolkin university, she was fated to stumble into familiar faces. that doesn't mean neslihan is the type to snitch on who escapes from campus to go to supe parties they shouldn't be in. ❝ but i'm still checking on you. that fight looked ... intense. ❞

she doesn't start with words, despite parted lips positioned in such a way that indicates speech. dumbfounded, if anything, with frustration redirected towards an undeserving target, even if piper's own demeanor blared warning signs: do not approach. they could skid away, sprout wings and take off to the skies, but this affliction—an inability to tune into supposed natural abilities when her mind veered elsewhere, muddled with the likes of her chaotic environment. " so, you do this shit for free, too? that's what i'm hearing? must be tiring. " piper all but spat it out, jaw clenched, body tugging in on itself in some desperate act to appear smaller. " just... i don't know; go home? report me, even. anything would be better than this pity party you're so hell-bent on throwin' me. "

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