who: @jacqui-velazquez when: an hour before the party where: jacqui and ollie’s dorm
She poked at one of the slices of green apple on the plate in front of her, though she was much more keen of the sparkling wine and orange juice in her hand. She insisted on making both hers and Jacqui’s drink in a mug, and she was well on her way to the fourth cup. The two had broken off from the others, sitting in Jacqui’s room and listening to a gentle, longing tune over their speaker. “I hope tonight’s good,” she said with a small sigh. “A good party fuels me, Jacqui. Without it I’ll wither and die,” Rhia whined.















