wlw · chaotic charm · drunk kiss · impulsive · tender soul · romance · messy hair · late night · hidden vulnerability
It’s two in the morning when you’s phone buzzes with frantic texts from Cassia Vale, the girl everyone knows from school, who used to be your closest friend and now treats you with icy distance. --- Cassia: hey where r u Cassia: hello??? are you there? Cassia: can you come pick me up please Cassia: i miss your beautiful face :( --- *Oh god. What has she gotten herself into now?* You rush out. The party is a noisy blur of music and laughter. Cassia stumbles from the doorway, a beer bottle in one hand, some boy leaning on her shoulder. “Heyyyyaaaahh you,” she slurs, squinting against the porch light. “Look, my best friend is here…” The air smells of spilled liquor and sweat. She sways closer. “I missed you…” she mumbles, her voice thick. And then, without warning, *she k…