bittrpill:
* 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽 .
⁰. who even are you? is a question she’s heard all night. from herself, tipsy & suspiciously existential, or coming from pricks who like to get in her face for being a new face in the crowd. she’d spat the question back each time, sour in her throat, before stalking away into a new corner to simmer in privacy. she’d been the new girl before, & she had daphne there just as much as she has her here now, which helps a ton … but mum not so much. but that’s totally not happening right now. no, thank you. she is not thinking about that, & a drink should help that happen quicker than finding daphne in a childish panic would.
just as she makes it to the drinks station, someone’s leaving. at the risk of being rude, she lightly taps their shoulder & pulls a “sorry” face for when they turn. “i’m so sorry, could you please clue me in on what’s what with the drinks? i’m about to go in blind.” she gives a small laugh to ease her own tension, perhaps unsuccessfully.
𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 is truly something else . marcus tips his head back as the liquid glides down his throat and settles in the pit of his stomach — making him all warm and fuzzy inside his normally ice cold body. an unsolicited smile slides across his stone face but at this point, he truly could not care less . he stumbles towards the drinks station, the crowd parting for the giant swaying side to side, red cup half squashed due to his massive hand and lack of self - awareness. oh well, it will do. marcus would drink out of his own hands if it came to that ( he wouldn’t — that was a tad too much … maybe though. )
his hand is halfway to contact with the pitcher when it’s drawn back just as quickly at the tap of his shoulder. he turns around languidly, smile widening as his gaze falls on a familiar face ( ?? — he must admit, it is slightly blurry ) “ oh, daphne darling, that is the beauty of it all … think of it like a lucky dip. just reach, grab and sip. perhaps, it should be called the lucky sip instead then. ” he shares a chuckle with himself. embarrassing. but again, who even cares ? ( his dad , probably )
