All Arounder || Sky & Jen
âRonnie, Iâm going home, itâsâIâm too hot, I got a headacheâŚâ
âWhat?!â The man looked at Sky in disbelief, yelling over the thump-thump-thump of the monotonous bass booming from the walls. âItâs only two-thirty, kid!â
âNo, IâmâIâm too tired, Ronnie, I wanna⌠I wanna go homeâŚâ Sky slurred, shaking her head and pushing Ronnie away with limp fingers. She was too drunk, too high for this. The strobe lights and flailing limbs of people around her were just overstimulating and claustrophobic now, and she felt like death.
âBut you were goinâ out for us tonight, remember?â Ronnie grabbed hold of Skyâs arm and pulled her back, making her stumble on her platform heels and grab onto his shirt. âWe got another couple pounds we gotta shift and theyâre not movinâ âemselves-â
âRonnie, Iâm goinââIâm going home, aâright?â Sky shoved him away, stumbling back slightly with the force of it. âIâll make it up to you, dickhead⌠you can stick it in my ass or somethinâ, okay? Iâm leavinâ now!â
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After battling through what seemed like an endless jungle of bodies in the club, Sky let her shoulders fall hard against the brick wall outside as she fumbled in her jacket for a cigarette, flicking her sunglasses with her free hand so they fell back over her eyes. She really was drunk, she really did have a headache, and she really was tired⌠and she really was going home. Only home wasnât her apartment. Not really.
Sticking her arm out for a cab, Sky took a deep, long drag on the cigarette and ignored the drunken holler from a passerby as she tried to plan out what she was going to say to Jen. But she gave up after realising she didnât really have to say much at all⌠she knew how her friendâs relationship had been going, all Sky had to do was show up.
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So, when the taxi driver pulled up outside a tall, dirty white apartment building, Sky let her mind go completely blank as she forced her legs to climb the steps inside, the uneven sound of her heels on the concrete echoing in the silent hallways. She pulled her hair back and tied it in a high ponytail as she walked, and undid the top button on her shirt, so that her bra was only just visible, then knocked on the door of Jen and Quinnâs apartment.
Which it did, showing a tired and slightly annoyed Jen standing in the doorway. Sky grinned and reached into her pocket at the sight of her, pulling out an abnormally full bag of off-white powder.
âIs your boyfriend home?â She whispered, tilting her head back and batting her eyes.
Jen didnât realize sheâd been asleep until she was awoken with a start by the knock at the door. Frowning, she dragged a hand over her face as she sat up and began to make her way to it. Maybe Quinn had brought his dumb ass home and forgot the fuckinâ key, or somethingâŚ
Her mouth was halfway open to curse him out when she realized who was in front of her. ââŚOh,â she blinked, her eyes immediately traveling down to Skyâs barely-exposed bra. âYou look like youâve been havinâ a night,â she said quickly, tacking a smirk onto the end of the sentence in an attempt to recover how stupid she mustâve looked. Jen told herself that the sudden increase in her pulse was from excitement at the bag in Skyâs hand, notbecause of how good she lookedâŚ
âNah, the fuckerâs not home,â she muttered, half-turning around as she slid her arm around Skyâs waist and tugged her into the apartment, shutting the door behind her. âProbably off fucking that new friend'a his. Dick. He drank all the booze, tooâŚâ
Jen sat on the couch and immediately started reaching for Sky again, tugging at her skirt. They fit so perfectly together, Skyâs body against hers⌠So much softer than Quinn. So much more real⌠She shook her head to clear the thought, grinning up at her friend. âWhat'cha got for me, babe?â













