#ft. bryce

    sofia had been fully taking advantage of the open bar situation the club offered . what was supposed to be a fun night was quickly becoming a drama-filled one . and she could come up with no better solution than to simply drink away her problems-- getting her temporary fix of relief . as a result of her self-indulgence , she was stumbling her way through the crowd of revelers in hopes of finding a familiar face . be careful what you wish for . because before she knew it her clumsy footsteps led her to bumping into bryce in all of his pretentious glory . “shit i’m sorry-” she laughed it off , her intoxicated state hadn’t completely registered who she was talking to . it wasn’t until hazy brown eyes glanced up to meet the face of another one of her exes . “oh what the hell are you doing here ? like , how did they even let you in ?”

    sofia thought she meant every terrible thing she said to bryce the last time she saw him . she had every intention of never speaking to him ever again-- going through life as if they were nothing but strangers . but when she was panicking while trying to get a total creep off her back and the one ex she just couldn’t stand happened to be the only other person in the room she recognized , well ... desperate times called for desperate measures . so there she was swallowing her pride and standing in front of bryce with pleading eyes . “i know i said i never want to see you again but can you please , please just be cool for a few minutes and act like i’m here with you so that asshole in the green sweater will leave me alone ? he just won’t take no for an answer .”

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