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            “ i’m here to get high and discuss life because i’m too tired to actually sleep. do you accept this proposal? “

               “ no, but really, did i ever tell you how happy i am now that you’re back? because i am happy, marco - i’ve missed you. “

            “ oh hello, pal. you coulda rang or somethin’ first. “ cue the small glance to the stranger beside her, “ what time is it ? “

       the baby coos in the push chair, happily sucking upon the pacifier innocently. it must be so refreshing to be so young and naive about life. the blonde wraps her coat closer to her, making herself comfortable upon the bench she had decided to vacate in wait for lucas. 

alaya: we need to talk

            “ ------ five more minutes !! “

             she looks like hell. if hell was a person, it would be alaya in this very moment in time. she’s beyond drunk ( clubbing probably wasn’t the best idea ) and the amount of drugs that have now finally kicked into her system was probably enough to kill her for good this time. stumbling into the house, alaya rushes to the sink quickly. vomit burns her throat as she empties her stomach. she’s sleepy and away with the fairies, so it takes her a moment to notice the chocolate locks but once she does, she freezes. she hadn’t considered this. her greeting is beyond slurred, her hands shaking as she places them upon the counter to keep herself steady.                                 “ -------------------- keziaaaaaah. “