paigesydney:
“drinking game, you ready?” paige said, revealing bottles of various shapes and sizes. “take a shot every time walker complains about his new single ass, and another one every time oliver makes a sad attempt to snag a girls number. also, we get to add to our blood alcohol content every time arabella fatally annoys us – which, consequently, would be every time she opens her mouth. got it? pick your poison, we’ll be dead by morning.”
“i’ll drink to the part about walker, but for the love of god paige if you ever want me between your legs again i suggest you leave my brother’s name out of your mouth, understand?” sofia spat, her and oliver had a close relationship and she would do just about anything to defend her brother. “i must admit though, ever since i ended the engagement all he’s been doing is bragging about how he’s single. it’s really annoying actually. and what’s with you always talking shit about arabella? c’mon paige, why don’t you chose some better targets.” sofia chuckled.















