#mari.

Avery was headed out to a party, as one would expect of her on a Saturday evening. She was cutting through the quad to make her journey to the parking lot shorter when she happened to come across Mari. The sight of the other girl pulled her mouth into a smile, amusement quickly finding its place behind her eyes. “You know, when I said text me, I didn’t mean a ‘u up’ text at three in the morning.” Not the traditional hi or hello but Avery was hardly one for convention. “Gotta say though: ballsy–” It was right then that the lights went out, cutting Avery off mid-sentence. Everything powered down in quick succession all around them until it was completely dark. It stunned Avery, looking at Mari one moment then darkness the next. “What the fuck?”

So, this was awkward. Not that Kit was upset that the bottle landed on him when Mari spun or anything. It was just... this was one of Greer’s closest friends. Someone she hung out with at least once a week probably and often had sleepovers with. It felt a bit wrong to be standing in this bathroom with her, door shut and time ticking away. “Some party, huh?” He said, feeling awkward as he tried to break the ice and navigate this situation. “You know, I’m totally cool if you don’t wanna do anything. We could just talk. Or play the slapping game or something.” An activity would surely be more distracting to the both of them than idle conversation.

kylie : hello

kylie : what year is it ? lol