who: marlowe and xio. ( @snnydaze ) where: the sand bar.
it'd be nice to say that tomorrow, when marlowe's sober, she will regret her actions. it'd be nice to think so and yet … marlowe's marlowe. there is not a lot of things she regrets, and especially not a confrontation long overdue. if anything, she will feel lighter in the morning, no matter how the talk between them ends. lighter that words were spoken rather than simmering underneath tense surface for weeks to come. she's had few vodka redbulls and puffs of weed, so when she starts talking, her words are slurred. has to clear her throat and start again. “ you know i like you and it sucks you hate me, because you're in love with sage and they don't want to date you like that. i wish we could be friends, you're really cool. i've tried to tell them to go after you, but he doesn't want to so how is that my fault, i don't understand. ” sorry xio. there it is.