Liviam: Life of The Party
@liamstyler
Gen glances around the tables of alcohol, she knew this wasnât her scene but then again this didnât feel like this was her life. Everything was off, Liam didnât need her, didnât want her. And after confession⌠<i> well I am not shocked he threw me awayâŚ</i> To say she was thrown away was a bit exaggerated it was just how she felt. <i> God I need to purge him out of me, out of my head, he doesnât want me anymore, he doesnât need me anymore⌠</i> her eyes dart back to the beverages and she takes one quickly throwing her head back chugging it. âMmm ah,â she reaches for another and chugs that crushing the cup in her hand, she reaches for another.
Liam feels his facr twist, unsure of what part of that bothers him the most. But if he's learned anything in the last year it's how to drown his sorrows and worries. He smirks at her, masking the uncertainty. "Oh, sweet little Gen," he says, knowing she won't like him calling her that. Not with her being so determined to be a bad girl. "I am not sticking with alcohol tonight." He reaches in his pocket, pulling out the small pieces of MDMA. He places one on his tongue and holds another out to Gen with a challenging look.
