Sorry for what?
Oh good, you don't know.
I mean, what?
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Sorry for what?
Oh good, you don't know.
I mean, what?
Yeah, I guess I am. I think the real question here, is are you okay?
I'm sorry, it was an accident!
Task 001: The List. {Wild Party ft Phoebe}
Phoebe woke up around 3am. She had promise P.J that she could go to a party is she was home by midnight. The witch must have fallen asleep. The pregnancy was making her awfully tired and she really needed her sleep. When the woman woke up she walked towards P.J’s room. Noticing that she wasn’t in her bed Phoebe started to get worried a little. As she didn’t want to wake up Coop because he had been working late the witch decided to go to that place on her own. Maybe she’d find P.J.
As worried as she was she even forgot to put on pants and returned to quickly put on some jeans and a t-shirt. The witch then quickly ran towards her car and drove to the place P.J was supposed to be home from already. She heard loud music and seriously hoped that her daughter wasn’t into too much trouble.
The woman parked her car and got out. People were staring at her and she knew that she was way too old for parties like this. When she opened the door Phoebe looked for her daughter in the crowd. Her heart was beating too fast for her own good. What if something happened to her oldest daughter? " P.J ? " She said when she noticed a girl that looked exactly like her daughter. Only slightly drunk. Or really really drunk. ” Are you.. Do you realize what time it is? “
Even though her peers weren't as fazed by Phoebe's presence, P.J felt like she was dying on the inside. As soon as her mother finished speaking, P.J looked up, a bit too quickly. Her eyes widened at the clock. The fact that she was way past curfew shocked her. P.J looked back to her mother, eyes still wide.
She didn't know how the situation was going to work. Was she supposed to beg for forgiveness? Not care? Freak out? She had no idea. Phoebe was always her favored parent, but it seemed like P.J really screwed up and she was going to get in a bit of trouble. Obviously, she wasn't looking forward to it.
''Um...'' she bit her lip, trying to think of an excuse. What could she have said that would've gotten her out of the mess she was in? Nothing, probably. So instead of lying to her mother, she chuckled to ease the tension. She gulped, and looked ahead, pretending she was looking into her mother's eyes when she was really looking at the door. ''I'm so sorry, mom. You know what they say, time flies when you're having fun.''
Task 001: The List. {Wild Party ft Phoebe}
P.J had never touched a drop of alcohol in her life, and she never planned to, but peer pressure is very effective. At first, it was a small sip. Then, it expanded. She started filling up her entire red cup, and even drinking from the bottle. Soon, she was obviously drunk. In fact, she was too drunk to even realize she was drunk.
It was fun. She felt free. P.J wasn't in her shell anymore. She was herself. Well, a very hyper version of herself. As she danced along to the songs with her friends, she could've sworn she had never laughed as hard as she did then.
P.J wasn't even worried that her parents and/or siblings could've walked in. The thought didn't even cross her mind. The people at her party weren't exactly breaking everything their red and dilated eyes laid upon, but they weren't being as careful as they would've been sober. And she didn't care.
She danced around her house, swaying her hips and tangling her hair, as she took large gulps of the vodka and other various drinks in her cup. P.J had tried nearly every single alcoholic beverage that happened to be in the cupboard.
P.J ignored the door as it creaked open. She had just assumed it was another guest coming to join the fun. Boy, was she wrong. It took a few moments for P.J's vision to clear. The look on her face once she saw her mother resembled a deer in the headlights. ''Uh, oh.''