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Post by grey scale: on Jul 11, 2012 23:14:46 GMT -5
Peyton
I raised an eyebrow at her and shook my head. She was such a horrible liar. "Whatever, Rox," I said, laughing.
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Post by leeeeeeeah on Jul 12, 2012 16:16:06 GMT -5
Rox
I pouted and huffed like a child, folding my arms. "Well if I'm such a funny drunk then maybe you should go and find something else to do while I get myself well and truly wasted," I said, standing and retrieving another beer from the table.
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Post by grey scale: on Jul 22, 2012 15:54:16 GMT -5
Peyton
"Oh, but it's all about the journey, darling, not the destination," I said, laughing again as I finished off the beer I had.
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Post by leeeeeeeah on Jul 22, 2012 15:59:52 GMT -5
Rox
"Well, I don't want you along for my journey," I said, rolling my eyes and walking away from him to find someone else to converse with.
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okay should we skip till later on and then rox could be like 'sob sob sob peyton has gone off with someone else but oh look theres matty and he's flirting with someone that isnt emily ok brb let me get my phone' and matty's like 'well i am kind of drunk hey look a girl well there goes my morals'
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Post by grey scale: on Jul 22, 2012 16:35:49 GMT -5
Sounds good xD
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Peyton
I wound my way through the party, winking at a few girls, picking up a few random drinks as I went. I caught the eye of a brunette across the room, and I smiled at her. What? Rox was probably off somewhere, grinding on some dude because she was too drunk to function. I had to get my mind off that.
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Post by leeeeeeeah on Jul 22, 2012 16:45:31 GMT -5
Rox
This was possibly the worst party I'd ever been to. Maybe because I hadn't drank nearly enough and maybe because I'd been a stalker most of the night, watching Peyton flirt with anything that had boobs. So yeah life sucks. Fuck everything. Goddammit.
Matty
oh ehyt ltheres apretty girl ogh ook shejsn talkjing to you so shyas omethign oakhy whagt whos is emiyl what iso that haahajahjahah ookjnb lookm boosb
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Post by grey scale: on Jul 22, 2012 22:19:05 GMT -5
Oh god Matty I can't even
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Peyton
I made my way across the room, still looking at the brunette as I came closer. "Hello," I drawled, the corners of my mouth tilting up in a small smile. The girl smiled back at me, full-flirt on. She seemed nice enough, but I wasn't positive she could keep my mind off of Roxy the Drunken Slag tonight.
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Post by leeeeeeeah on Jul 23, 2012 4:20:35 GMT -5
I know omfg
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Rox
While I was sulking over pretty much everything, I spotted Matty just on the other side of the room. I was going to go and speak to him until I realised that his mouth was kind of attached to another girl's mouth that wasn't Emily's. Um. Okay. Had something happened between him and Emily? I didn't think so, because surely Emily would have called me or something. So ... Matty was cheating? Really?
Matty
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Post by grey scale: on Aug 23, 2012 15:46:20 GMT -5
Peyton
Flirty flirty, chatty, chatty, la dee dah.
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Post by leeeeeeeah on Aug 27, 2012 16:04:02 GMT -5
Rox
After a few seconds of consideration, I decided I was going to be a bitch do the right thing and tell Em what was going on. I mean come on, she deserved to know that her boyfriend was cheating on her. So I got my phone out and sent her a text. So I hate to be the one to tell you this but I think I owe it to you as your best friend ... I think Matty's cheating on you.
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Post by grey scale: on Sept 28, 2012 18:43:28 GMT -5
Emily
I picked up my phone when it vibrated, wondering if Matty needed a ride home or something. I checked my messages and frowned when I saw what Roxy had sent me. What?
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Post by leeeeeeeah on Sept 28, 2012 19:14:47 GMT -5
Rox
He's making out with some girl at this party. I thought it'd be better if I told you now rather than someone else later. I sighed as I sent the message, kind of upset for Emily. And angry at Matty. But ultimately too annoyed with Peyton to do anything more about it than tell Emily.
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Post by grey scale: on Oct 21, 2012 11:09:20 GMT -5
Emily
I stared at the phone in utter disbelief, sending Roxy at least fifteen different outraged text messages, all of which she didn't reply to. I got up, deciding that I had to go to this party and see what was going on for myself. I threw on my jacket and some shoes, my head and heart both racing frantically. The ride there was short but seemed to drag on forever. Everything blurred past, but I focused on nothing. I couldn't concentrate, but I got to the party safely, shockingly. I didn't even know where to start to look for
Matty.
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Post by leeeeeeeah on Oct 21, 2012 11:23:49 GMT -5
Rox
After Emily's spam of angry text messages I figured that she'd be heading to the party. She wasn't really the type of person to just sit around and wait for Matty to get back. I waited near the door for her to get there but when she arrived I decided to just watch from afar at what she was going to do; she looked like she was on the warpath, and I was pretty sure she'd just steamroll me if I got her way.
Matty
My drunk brain wasn't really processing what was going on that well. I was dancing with the girl from before and a bunch of other people and I was pretty sure I knocked a vase over but who cares, it's a party. A part of my brain was telling me to be guilty about what I was doing and what I had done because I had a girlfriend and it really wasn't appropriate behaviour but the rest of me told that part of my brain to shut up and that was the end of that.
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