I know youâre not about sentimental bullshit and neither am I, but itâs a rule that I get my friends gifts, so hereâs something I thought you might like. You donât have to wear it, but at least hang it on your wall or something. Â
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âYou canât hide from your shadow, itâs the only thing you own.â
Freya was a few drinks in when Lyss spoke and she turned her head to meet her eyes when she did. It felt like Lyss could see right through her in that moment and she wasnât really sure what to say. Focusing back in on the drink she held she downed it in one quick move before flicking her hair behind her shoulder. âIâve gotten pretty good at hiding,â she answered before reaching forward and grabbing the bottle they shared. Filling up her drink she didnât bother to say anything else on the matter.
(1:30 AM): You should answer your bloody phone because I just clocked out and am not even remotely tired enough to go to sleep.(1:32 AM): Please tell me you are not asleep already.  Honestly.(1:40 AM): Is this happening?  Are you going to make me find a new partner in crime for the night?  I donât have time for that.(1:42 AM): ⊠Youâre the literal worst.  Goodnight.
& for a curious text
(2:56 AM): Hypothetically speaking, if I were to do something that may technically be considered illegal and I got caught for it⊠could I count on you to bail me out? Â
* for a drunk text
(2:12 AM): I canât find my shoe.(2:12 AM): And I think someone stole my wallet.(2:13 AM): I also think they stole my phone.
+ for a loving text
(4:21 PM): Youâre quite possibly one of the least boring people I know.(4:21 PM): Please donât ever change because this town needs people like you.
Ă· for a depressed text
(1:43 AM): My mum passed fifteen years ago today. Â I keep thinking I should be okay now, but I donât know how to stop missing her. Â How do I stop missing her? Â
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You're standin' all alone,Short of breath and tired eyes.You're shakin' to the bone,Overdressed and nowhere else to go.Oh girl, I need to know...Let's get you from the cold,I'll help you with your overcoat.I'll never let you go,I need you more than I could ever show you.Tell me now, because I need to know...Everybody needs somebody sometimes. Everybody needs somebody on their mind.So tell me what you want, girl;I'll be there to hold you.'Cause everybody needs somebody, sometimes.
âNo, I want it higherâ, Lyss commented as she looked in the mirror. They were at Billieâs room, and decided to give each other makeups. âYou look like Amy, how much higher can it get?â, Billie asked as she teased the blondeâs hair, âI feel like Iâm going to mess up you hair, Iâm more of a braids type of personâ, she complained, combing the otherâs hair with her fingers.Â
As the brunette went to grab the comb again, Lyss grabbed her wrist. âYou know what?â, she looked up at her, âkeep doing that, it feels niceâ. Billie nodded and kept brushing her friendâs hair, âcan I just do maybe a little braid?â, she asked with a small voice. The blonde looked at her and nodded with a small eye roll, âsure, whatever you wantâ.Â
âArenât you forgetting something?â Johanna heard Lyss call as she approached the exit of the bar, turning around to face her, confused. The two friends had decided to reunite after work to grab a couple of drinks and catch up.Â
The DJ approached to the table the two friends shared for the evening, staring at the blonde askance as she drunkly tried to regain memory of the night, looking for loopholes on their interaction, looking for mistakes.Â
Doubtfully, the brunette leaned in, pressing her lips against the otherâs forehead, confused by her own actions, panicking whilst she tried her best to analyze what was happening. After a couple seconds, she pulled back, her blue orbs connecting with Alyssaâs confused ones for a brief second before walking again towards the exit, the blonde shaking her head, amused whilst bursting into laughter âPaying your bill you idiot. Honestly, who raised you?â
⣠wiping away tears
âWhat the fuck?â Jo said half asleep as she opened the door of her apartment to encounter a seemingly upset Lyss, red eyes and puffy nose staring back at her. They had been friends for a few weeks by now, but never in her wildest dreams did Jo imagine she would be standing in front of a crying Alyssa, less alone in the middle of the night on a week day.Â
The American girl instantly took off her cardigan, wrapping the fabric around the otherâs frame and pulling her in, her blue orbs looking for an answer she was sure she wouldnât get any other way âYou are sworn to secrecy, I couldnâtâ find anywhere else to goâ Lyss muttered silently inside of the house, her eyes fixed on the ground, unable to look at the DJ âAnd no, I donât want to talk about itâ she snapped at the same time Jo opened her mouth to talk, making her gulp.Â
âFair enoughâ Johanna replied, resting her hands on top of Lyssâ shoulder-blades in silence as a single tear rolled down her pink cheeks. The brunette sighed sadly, grazing her thumb upon her friendâs skin whilst wiping away her tear before pulling her into an embrace, petting her back tenderly letting the other cry away whilst humming âItâs okay. I got you. Itâs okay.â