𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒆𝒙𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇… it was hearing about dahlia and their former friend’s feud. the three of them had once been such a little trio of bad bitches, but now so much time had passed since then, and since the entire drama had transpired, that phe didn’t understand how they were still feuding. still, her reaction as dahlia regaled her with the wild story of what had just happened about an hour ago between her didn’t show any of that exhaustion; instead she just seemed incredibly entertained because this one in particular involved her lobbing a pair of shoes across the beach, something phe’d witnessed from afar and wished she’d been more up close and personal to see. “they went so fucking far…” ophelia cracked up all over again just thinking about the way they flew through the air, the look on their ex friend’s face and the scream she’d let out. all of it was reality tv worthy. “we’ll go on poshmark or thredup or something and find you a pair.” she insisted, adding on, “one that her sweaty feet haven’t been in.” before picking up her freshly poured vodka shot, clinking her glass together with hers, “to new shoes!” she toasted with another laugh, then knocked it back. she licked the excess away from her lower lip, didn’t even really feel the burn as she swallowed given how many rounds they’d all done as a group earlier, how lit she already was. “saw you talking to derek too…” she prompted with a curious little raise of her brows.
“they did!” dahlia exclaimed, because she’d been impressed at the time with how far the shoes had flown and almost resented audrey even more for not pausing the argument to compliment her on her arm. luckily, dahlia could always rely on ophelia to hype her up on her achievements. “it’s like.. i don’t know, i’m not above the love for designer shoes, but i don’t think she needed to cry about it like that. they’re shoes,” she deadpanned. the hypocrite in her threw that statement out of the window at phe’s shopping suggestion, “i think that’s a good idea. audrey sweat really did ruin those shoes anyway - i think she has a problem.” she was just being a bitch now, that statement based on zero truth, but she clinked the shot glasses together and knocked back the liquid.
at the mention of derek, dahlia sighed. “yeah, that was nice,” she said, whimful and bashful. “we haven’t spoken since we broke everything off a year ago. i just.. nothing has changed between us. i wish we could have kept going, that really was the best summer of my life, phe,” she promised. the time between freshman and sophmore year where she and derek had spent all the time together, getting to know each other in new ways and just ( in retrospect, she had no idea of this at the time ) falling in love. “but at the same time, i don’t think i can take that many steps back when i spent MONTHS convincing myself that it was a one-summer thing. i don’t know. i think i just want to take junior year starting entirely anew. hey -” she quickly poured them another lazy shot, hurried and spilling it along the counter before holding hers up to clink them together again “- to wiping the slate.” cheesy, maybe, but exactly what she needed.
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