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Clare: Hey, I'm thinking about you. I miss you.

Tori: sat in the middle of her kitchen floor, surrounded by various bottles of liquor. Some were unopened, though most had quite a bit missing due to both her parents casual drinking and her taste testing of the night. Stealing alcohol from her parent's liquor cabinet wasn't anything new the tenner had done. It was a pretty usual thing because she knew her parents wouldn't notice if she ever took any nor would they really care if they did realize it at some point. They had enough money to replace it, so she could indulge every now and then, right? Tori wasn't one to drink away her sorrows like an alcoholic, though. The only reason she'd even considered the intoxicating liquid was because of the disaster she'd created for herself: bleaching her entire head of hair. It was an impulse decision - probably her worst - and for the time being, there was nothing she could do about it. There was no hair dye in the Santamaria household to attempt to fix it, salons were closed, and she couldn't drive herself anywhere even if she knew how. So she cried. And drank. And cried a little bit more. But the one fault to Tori drinking was that she became rather talkative and being home alone on a Friday night caused her to mindlessly use social networks so that she could talk to someone - anyone. Both fortunately (and unfortunately) for her, Zig was the first person who responded to her. But she didn't want him to come over, especially not right now. She didn't want him to see her like this, a drunken mess with blonde curls and mascaraed tears staining her cheeks. Hell, she wouldn't have wanted anyone to see her like this. At the sound of the doorbell ringing, Tori frantically tried to gather the bottles as if to hide the evidence, cringing as the glass clanked together.

Tori: LEAVE ME ALONE. That's what it takes to move on. Fuck.

Tori: What the hell is wrong with you?

Tori: Have fun tonight?