“I’ll leave the pigging out to you.” She said before playfully patting London’s stomach. “Nah but thanks. I’m having a good time. Love ya.” She said as she wrapped her arms around her best friend spreading her affection as she usually did when she started to feel her alcohol. Releasing her from the quick embrace, Nevé picked up her drink and took another sip. 

“Mixing is evil. It ‘s not for all of us, champ.” She frowned her face at the thought of Naomi vomiting form mixing alcohol. “On the bright side? You know how dangerous it is now.” Nevé said with a smile forming upon her face. 

“Dank you.” She said doing an Irene impression. “Aw! Lon! You’re cuter! Stop!” She exclaimed as her cheeks began to swell and a wide smile formed upon her face. She began to chuckle at her best friend. “Couldn’t get anything else?” She asked London in a joking manner.

She chuckling at her friend who made an extremely good point. “Bitch, I can’t feel pretty? Damn.” She said jokingly before rolling her eyes. Following her, she quickly jumped off the counter and made her way over to the nachos. Grabbing one, she inserted it into her mouth. “Nachos? Cute.” She said as she chewed on the chip.

Her encouraging words caused Nevé’s heart to feel full. “Yeah, yeah. You don’t have a stone heart!” Nevé said as she quickly wrapped Amalia into her arms. She squeezed her tightly before pressed her freshly glossed lips onto her cheek kissing it. “Love you too, bitch.” She said before chuckling at the shimmering mark her lips left on Amalia’s face.

Nevé sat on the island in London’s kitchen as she sipped on her drink she recently made. She sat her red solo cup down before going into her bag which was wrapped around her waist to pull out her lip gloss and phone. After doing so, she zipped her snakeskin bag up before opening her camera. She used one hand to hold her phone and her Sin Cosmetics lip gloss. She screwed the top off before looking into the camera phone to apply the gloss to her lips. Doing one last swipe with the applicator, she rubbed her lips together before popping them. “How does it look?” She asked the person closest to her inquiring about her freshly coated lips as she put the small gloss tube back into her bag.