“Maj!” Quinn exclaimed, spotting their friend and grinning widely, “How are you doing?” they asked, looking her up and down to soak in her outfit, “You look stunning!”

Starer | 18° Below the Horizon | 29th January, 2021

American Atmospheric/Post Black Metal

(część pierwsza)

31. "Wziąłeś/wzięłaś swoje leki?"

32. "Błagam, powiedz coś!"

33. "Obudź się"

34. "Kiedy ostatnio widział*ś się z doktorem?"

35. “Dlaczego nie chcesz już na mnie patrzeć?”

36. “Nikt tak nie rani, jak ty”

37. “Spójrz na mnie!”

38. “Jesteś bezużyteczn*”

39. “Tylko to potrafisz?”

40. “Wystarczy. Mam cię dość”

41. “Nie mogę tego dłużej znieść”

42. “Wszystko...słyszał*ś wszystko, prawda?”

43. “Nie zrobię ci krzywdy”

44. “(Jeśli to zrobisz), zacznę krzyczeć!”

45. “Nie prowokuj mnie”

46. “Nigdy się nie nauczysz”

47. “Czy ty w ogóle kochał*ś?”

48. “Chciał*bym, żebyś raz w życiu powiedział* mi prawdę”

49. “Nie rób tu teatrzyku”

50. “No i po co były te sceny?”

51. “Czy tak nie jest lepiej?”

52. “Precz mi z oczu”

53. “Nic dla mnie nie znaczysz”

54. “Kochał*m cię”

55. “Jesteś w domu”

56. “Nie jestem tu dla ciebie”

57. “Możesz wreszcie zniknąć z mojego życia?”

58. “To nie takie proste jak myślisz”

59. “Jest ciężej niż ci się wydaje”

“ Fifty fifty chance of survival if you try that “ 

Alice wasn’t one to get drunk easily. First of all, because she didn’t drink that often now; and second because most of her drunken nights after the attack had happened with Alastor around, and drinking with that man really taught you something about tolerance. In all honesty, she didn’t remember much about her alcohol consumption before the attack. And there weren’t many friends left to ask about that. So she worked with whatever she had, and that was the present. Right now, she was absolutely and utterly wasted - dangerously close to the type of inebriation that led to bad decisions. Perhaps closer than she had initially thought. 

It was a lucky turn of fate that she didn’t split when she apparated to Ted’s home and knocked on their door. It was also the biggest irony that she was turning to them right at this moment, seeking for the help of the person who managed to break her heart, over and over again. But maybe that was the point, maybe it was about revenge, about making them feel at least a speck of what she was feeling right now. She didn’t want to think about it, and she knew for sure they wouldn’t want to think about it either. 

The second they opened the door, she was already throwing her arms around their neck. “Shut up, just- I don’t want you to ask me anything.”, she said, voice slurred, before kissing them full on the lips.