After Rowan and August call it quits, Dawn Rose stays at Triple's party to enjoy the rest of her night. An unlucky bystander witnesses her attempt at coping.
No longer supervised by Rowan, with several drinks warming her skin and the lights so dim, Dawn's prone to risky decisions.
Triple shudders under her touch as she slides her hands across his stomach and onto his hips, pulling him closer as they devour each other, mouths hungry. Chairs and tables alike become collateral damage; Triple kisses her like there's no tomorrow, bumping them both into anything in their path. The remaining partygoers cheer as they stumble past, but Dawn can barely hear them, her head pounding and her thoughts melting into a swirl of nothing.
This feels really good.













