#e.d-aft

@admiralbell / @silassanford

Corinne congratulates her team like they just launched a rocket from Cape Canaveral, at least for Corinne the stress levels feel the same. The debate might be over but, the night is far from that. Her next task starts now— her mission should she choose to accept it is securing William Bell’s running mate. But first...she’d have to secure one William Bell. She makes her way into the green room and greets Cindy with a congratulatory hug before turning to Will “I think that went absolutely swell,” she says with a satisfied smile. “In fact there’s a very important person waiting for the both of us near the bar,” She begins making her way to the doorway, expecting Will to be close behind her.

@annekane

She’s on her third whiskey of the night and going fast, any other night these drinks would have felt like fun but for now she’s stress drinking. As she knocks back the glass, she envisions the pack of Marlboros hidden in her cabinet behind the flour and how badly she wishes she cold run home and take one. She was going to quit, she had to. She sets her glass down and takes a deep breath, she needs to relax, she can feel the rest of the room losing tension while she’s the only with wheels still churning...at least so she thought. She spots Anne across the bar and wordlessly asks the bartender for another glass. She maneuvers her way through the crowd and greets her, drink first. “I know for a fact, you can use one,” she says before taking another long sip of hers. “Berkeley really has you working tonight I bet,”