but now drunk was her best friend

she told drunk all her secrets and dreams and deepest desires and danced through the night with her

drunk rid her of toxins and anxiety and loved holding her hand 

now, here she was, dancing away with drunk in the middle of the brightly lit living room in aiden carson’s house. she didn’t know him that well, only sat behind him in math class, but the cute boy she had been talking to over instachat, michael, invited her. she was surprised because she didn’t think anything of their short conversations. 

after tonight he would never talk to her again and it would make her upset but she will easily move on. move on to the next. like she always did. 

michael had forced his beanie into her head and warned her not to drink so she took shots with carter behind his back. she was three shots in and knew she should stop. but she didn’t want to. Drunk was holding her head up and pulling her shirt above her head