#othbboat

“This is freaking serious, don’t distract me.” Maisie said as she stood back in line once again. Having just been beat on the rock wall, Maisie was annoyed to no end because the little ass wipe that had beat her had also decided to taunt her the whole way up and down the wall. She was already on edge from being at the Burning Boat festival anyway but getting up this rock wall against her opponent would be just the thing to get her back on track. Or a drink. But first things first. @treehill-starts

“Woof. That’s, yep that’s a lot right there.” The tingling slowly seemed to slither away as a warmth covered her bones. For how much time Chloe spent around booze, she wasn’t a big drinker. A few beers or cocktails here and there, sure. It was easy and loosened her up a bit which was definitely a good thing. But for the most part she just went through the motions. As tonight was a town party, she figured she should probably step up to the plate and get in on the action. But did she think she’d be taking pulls from a bottle of whiskey before this night starter, no, certainly not. “We should go find some pickle juice.” @treehill-starts

AN  ENTIRE  BAG  HANGS  FROM  THE  BLONDES  SHOULDER .   for  the  most  part ,   in  the  past ,   margot  thought  town  traditions  were  silly  to  say  the  least .   partaking  was  never  her  style ,   until  now .   now  she  had  a  few  items  tucked  away ,   including  her  past  remnants  from  her  time  away  from  tree  hill .   everything  from  that  time  except  her  guitar  was  in  hand ,   she  left  that  at  home ,   knowing  it  was  the  one  good  thing  about  her  decade  away .   a  fresh  start  was  just  what  she  needed   &   that’s  what  the  night  was  all  about ,   right ?   there’s  a  soft  smile  as  she  hoists  the  bag  up ,   keeping  the  straps  from  slipping  off  her  shoulder .   ‘   if  you  think  i’m  trying  to  escape  my  past   .   .   .   well  then ,   you’d  be  completely  correct .   ’   eyes  widen ,   losing  herself  in  her  own  train  of  thought  momentarily .   ‘   if  i  let  my  psychology  degree  go  up  in  flames ,   would  that  mean  i’m  in  need  of  a  therapist  or  would  that  completely  rid  of  four  wasted  years ?   ’    @treehill-starts

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