ophelia never made the best decisions when she was drinking, and tonight was no exception. she’d gone out to the club with a few other models, and while she had made the smart decision to call it an early night, and only down half of the usual shots she would’ve, mistake number one occurred when her uber passed a familiar apartment. she’d hear the rumors swirling around cami, kit, and lido --- it was hard not to, when it was all that popped up when she got on twitter, and when cami was adding fuel to the fire. and, although it was none of her business, the alcohol running through her bloodstream told her that paying her old friend a visit was a good idea. she’d been quick to tell her uber to stop, thanking him for the ride and hurrying out of the car, up to the rather unfamiliar building. the light was on, and she figured that meant he must be home, though the real question was in whether or not he was alone. she’d been about to knock on the door when it swung open, expression one of shock as she took a moment to process the situation in front of her. it was only when the male came into focus that she dropped her hand to her side, gaze hardening as she studied over him. “ where are you going, babe ? have a mystery blonde to meet up with ? ” she questioned, offering him a smirk before shouldering past him, moving into his apartment without an invitation. “ i need to talk to you. i’m sure you have beer here to drink, yeah ? and you’ve got your right hand for after i’m gone, ” she said, hardly giving him an option, turning to face him and crossing her arms over her chest. “ actually, now that i think about it. do you have rum ? and coke ? you know i love that. ” @kitheron