this is my all time low

Good. Sulking is for party poopers anyway, which you so clearly aren’t. Are you inviting me over to your house for an ABC party of two? Or rather ABP, but you get what I mean. Sure, I’ll go over and dance with you. We can even recreate that scene from Risky Business.

sulkinG is for wilmps and that'fs one thing I'm not. pshhh no why would i want to say the acbs at a party? imm just not gonna wear pantz. we cannn?? IL DONWLOAD THESONG NOW!

And by “party hard”, you mean “sulk around in the middle of the night because I couldn’t get into a bar” right? Because, I hate to break it to you My, but you can hardly pass for a high schooler, let alone someone who can legally drink.

No iM not gonna sulkk fuq that im don sulking! I dun wont to go to a bar. You have to wear pnts there and I hates them. I'mma dance on the bar in the ktchen silly goose! Toriiii you should come over and dnace twoo!! 

A powerful, repugnant odor reached Tori’s nose when she walked into the kitchen. Slapping a hand over her face, the pageant girl asked in a muffled voice, ”What is that smell?” Her eyes roamed around the room in search of the source of the offending stench. When her gaze finally landed on Maya, her tight lips quirked into a frown. “Oh, Maya,” Tori sighed, unplugging her nose and approaching the blonde. “Don’t cry, My. It’s not your fault. C’mon, let’s go clean you up,” she murmured reassuringly, sliding her hand into Maya’s. The curly-haired girl led them to the bathroom in the hallway, flipping on the light as they entered hand in hand. She wasted no time turning to her best friend and gently tugging the dirtied hoodie off of her, running the soiled spot in hot water. “I can make you something so you can feel better. It also helps with the hangover you’re definitely going to have tomorrow morning,” Tori was saying as she scrubbed the vomit away. Her arms were already tired by the time she got most of it off, so she decided to wring out the water and dump the hoodie into the washing machine. “You must be freezing,” Tori stated when she returned to the blonde. “Let’s get you into something warm.”

Maya allowed the older girl to lead her into the bathroom and let out a sigh as she helped her out of the hoodie. The blonde tried her hardest to focus and fill up a cup on the sink with water so that she could brush her teeth. A sigh escaped her lips once again as she watched the older girl cleaning the hoodie. "You shouldn't have to do that... I'm sorry. God Katie's going to kill me for ruining her hoodie" the smaller girl slurred. While the brunette continued to try and clean the garment the musician attempted to brush her teeth. When the blonde went to rinse out her mouth she managed to spill a bit of water on her shirt, but other than that managed not to make a mess. When Tori spoke up the younger girl nodded her head before leaning against the bathroom wall. "...I don't want a hangover" the blonde girl whined shaking her head. "Make it stay away, Tori" she murmured. The cellist followed the pageant queen into her room, she only ran into the wall a couple of times, and plopped down on her bed. As the older girl tried to help get her into another article of clothing Maya shook her head and pushing away the garment. "It's too hot, I don't want more clothes. These pants are too hot" she muttered before tugging off her sweat pants and standing back up. The petite girl wobbled a bit as she made her way across the room to her dresser in search of a pair of shorts. After a few moments Maya returned to her bed victoriously with a pair of shorts in hand. The blonde tried tugging on the shorts, which seemed to be more of a challenge than she remembered, but finally succeeded. 

“Careful! Are you okay?” Tori blurted out, concern lacing her tone as she sprung up from her seat and grabbed Maya before she could fall to the floor. What the blonde had slurred only moments before left the curly-haired girl with a constricting feeling in her chest and a hollow sensation in the pit of her stomach. It’s always been said that the drunk mind speaks a sober heart, and if that was the case, Maya has been suffering a great deal more than she’s let on. Of course she has. It had worried Tori more when she appeared to be apathetic to the news, but now that the aftermath of Cam’s death was beginning to take its toll on the cellist, she couldn’t help but feel that her method of coping was going to give her alcohol poisoning sooner than it would fill the void that was left behind. Huffing from the effort, Tori heaved her best friend up by her arm, simultaneously draping it over her shoulders and sliding her own arm around the girl’s waist so as to give her support. Once she was certain Maya wasn’t about to topple over, the brunette ambled towards the kitchen area in search of a seat to deposit the blue-eyed girl in.

Maya continued to laugh as Tori caught her. "Someone turned the gravity on high in here" she giggled. As the older girl helped her into the kitchen the blonde couldn't help but continued to giggle. "You smell good, Tor" she murmured before the girl got her into a chair. "Like coconuts, we need to watch Lilo and Stitch now. With you I'll think I'm there" the petite girl continued. The feeling of the brunette's hand on her shoulder startled the blonde and she looked at her companion with wide eyes. After a couple of moments the younger girl calmed down and titled her head to the side still staring at the pageant queen. The blonde slowly nodded as Tori spoke before replying. "M'kay Kitty, I'll stay right here" she slurred.

The news of Campbell Saunders’s death rocked Degrassi to its core. While Tori was never particularly close with Cam, it hurt just the same, the loss striking deep in her heart. She and Tristan had found out together, and while nothing can soften the blow of a tragedy, it certainly helped to have your best friend by your side. When that thought had crossed the curly-haired girl’s mind, she realized that the closest thing Maya had to a best friend was her sister, Katie. At that moment, it didn’t matter that she kissed her ex-boyfriend and betrayed her trust. It didn’t matter that Tori was too prideful to tell Maya the truth, that she missed her fiercely despite it all. The only thing she could think about as she went searching for the blonde girl was how much pain she must be in, how alone she must feel. Trivial things like boy drama and relationships meant nothing compared to what Maya must’ve been facing all alone. And although she might not trust people at the moment, Tori has every intention to prove to her that she’ll never be truly alone.

Maya lifted the can of soda back to her lips once more hoping to get rid of the taste of alcohol in her mouth. The blonde girl let out a sigh as she set the can back down on the table in front of her. She could hear her friend speaking, but it took a couple of moments for the words to register. " 'm taking it easy, Tor" the girl murmured waving her hand dismissively. "Let her go to 'em I don't care. It's not like 'm taking drugs or any of that bullshit, that's her thing" the petite blonde giggled. "That was mean wasn't it? I'm a terrible sister, no new news there, that's a good thing right? And I won't get you in trouble Tor! I'll tell them I gots the vodka they'll never have to know" she exclaimed before leaning further back into couch. A hiccup escaped the younger girl as she sat staring at the tv. "Toriiiii it's really hot in hereeeee" she whined as the alcohol began to cause the cellist to grow warmer. Maya stood to go turn on a fan, but before she could take the first step the small girl fell back into the couch. "Whoops" the girl giggled as she looked over at her friend. When the brunette's arms wrapped around her the blonde flinched slightly before letting herself lean into the hug. Even after the older girl pulled away the musician found herself staring at the pageant queen.

Fine, then I’m getting you a box of Pop Rocks since you want to pay for your own stuff. Yeah, I think I might be sick, now that I think about it. Soup would be wonderful, but you don’t have to.

I'm only agreeing to this because I fucking love Pop Rocks. Then I'll make you some soup when we get back to my place. Tor, it's soup it won't be that hard to make it's no problem.

Not really, but thanks for believing it. The offer is still on the table, okay? Everything’s on me, so don’t even worry about it. It’s… I don’t know. Just the thought of eating ice cream suddenly made me want to gag, so I kind of don’t want it anymore. I’m indecisive, you know that.

You're awesome I promise... let's just get out of this place, okay? Really I can pay, Tor. Are you like sick or something? I can make you soup?

You know I’ll never complain about Lilo and Stitch. Sure, she can have it; it’s a nice way to maybe get her off our backs for the night. We can stop by the store and get whatever you want, on me, so don’t be afraid to go all out. I’m not really in the mood for ice cream, so you don’t have to worry about me hogging it all.

That's because you're awesome. She can't quite say no to it so that it is. Tori I can pay for whatever I need I promise. I'm just going to get some ice cream probably. You just said you wanted to have Ben & Jerry's with your best friend... how are you suddenly not in the mood?

Oh, of course. You know I can’t resist the undeniable charm and dark locks of Eugene Fitzherbert. Besides, I know it may be a long shot, but I’m hoping some Maximus and Pascal action might crack a smile from you. I have a nearly untouched tub of Ben & Jerry’s cookie dough ice cream, if you want it. It’s just been sitting there, so feel free to keep it. I don’t really want it, anyway.

I know you can't resist him, but if we're watching Tangled then I get to watch Lilo and Stitch. Maximus and Pascal are pretty awesome. We'll give Katie the cookie dough to please her? And stop at the store to get me Cotton Candy or something because Cotton Candy's perfect. What kind of ice cream are you going to eat then?