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“Have you seen how greasy the food looks? And the drinks look just as bad. Which is the sole reason I brought my own liquor,” she grinned over at him. Even to this day Peyton was still about the alcohol - maybe not as bad as she was in high school but she still liked to have a good time when the opportunity presented itself. Her eyebrows raised as she watched him follow her lead. A smirk was on her lips as he whistled at her. “You’re not looking so bad yourself you know,” she replied in acknowledgement. Her head nodded curtly. “We shall..” and with that, she lead the two of them into the main room where most of their classmates were mingling with one another.
Cris let out a huff of laughter rolling his eyes slightly as the fiery brunette mentioned bringing her own liquor. If Cris wasn’t on such a strict diet he would have probably indulged himself with her private stash instead he just let the woman lead him into the main hall his heart racing. He hadn’t stepped foot in the gym in what was actually forever, this was where it all started for him. “Damn... it’s like they haven’t heard of renovation at all.” He teased while keeping his voice a low whisper. “I honestly didn’t think you’d be coming back to be honest P..” He paused eyes runnning over their classmates mingling. “You think it’s too late to turn back and run?”












