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yes, she’s DEFINITELY already tipsy– and it’s  not looking like she’s planning on letting the  bottle go any time soon, either. she’s [ c l i n g i n g  ] to the bottle of vodka like it’s her lifeline, and  really, it seems like no one is going to be able to take it from her anytime soon. ‘ i’d rather be hungover than heartbroken— one of them hurts  less than the other. ’ she’ll say all of it in a sing  song voice, though it’s definitely not a happy subject.

' everybody always says to be honest — so i’ll be honest. anybody in here can ask me anything and i’ll give you the one hundred percent real answer ! ' giggles cascade from behind plump lips, the obviously tipsy girl spilling just about any secret that anyone could ask – which isn’t great, considering the fact that there’s about fifteen paparazzi scattered around the bar that she shouldn’t be in in the first place. ‘ or --- you know what we could do ? we could play truth or dare, too. whatever you want to do. ’ 

it seems they always end up in this position. a mess of blankets and limbs all while clinging to one another. ever since the two got back together it’s all that she’s wanted to do, just lay there and look into the eyes she’s missed for an entire year. without caiden, evie felt like she was missing half of her heart. she thought moving away to expand on her career but it became apparent very early on that it’s hard to do anything in life with only have your heart. she can only see faint features of his in the dark but she’s lifting a hand to stroke the side of his face gently. quickly giving him a peck to the lips, her hand travels up into his hair, ruffling it a bit. “ready for a round two?” 

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      a year is a very long time. she can’t help but shake this thought after seeing caiden at their mutual’s birthday party. there’s a mixed drink in her hand and little to no motivation to continue mingling at the house party. instead, the blonde decides she’d rather get some air. announcing to the people around her that she’d be right back, evangeline sets for the front door. she can’t help but try to piece together all of her lingering emotions for the male. things were left up in the air, with little to no answers. sure, she ended things with him for the better, not wanting him to wait for her to come back and miss out on an even better chance at love, but she was always his. she’s afraid she always will be. as soon as she reaches the front door, she slips herself out through the screen. it didn’t take long for her to realize she wasn’t alone, and with the very same person she was hoping to avoid. getting drunk isn’t quite like her, but she’s got a couple of drinks in her and a stronger one in her hand. she’s feeling ballsy tonight. “hi,” she hums, wandering across the porch. “it’s... been a while, hasn’t it?” 

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