#she drunk

“Buongiorno!” Stella yelled from far away, waving enthusiastically. “Aidan!” she yelled, happy to see him, a little too happy to see him, honestly. She had spoken to him briefly at the party, and ran over to him to embrace him, smile wide. She giggled, and she smelled like the wine that was stained on the thigh of her jeans, which wouldn’t have been that bad had it not been eight in the morning. “Buongiorno! Hi!” she said again, “Look at you, are you off to class?” @itsaidanblack​

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