Jen had raced to get ready, slipping on a dress and heals and smearing black makeup on her eyes. It was the bare minimum, but she’d wanted to leave enough time to pregame before Alex arrived. Showing up to a bar with a guy in tow was never a good way to score free drinks and, although she was sure Alex would offer to cover her tab, she was determined to handle it herself. Thus, she had broken out the bottle of Jose Cuervo she kept for emergencies and got to work mixing herself a quick drink while she waited. Alex’s offer to take her out had surprised her, but given her dwindling number of friends, she was in no place to turn him down. Besides, she still felt like she barely knew her best friend’s boyfriend and was looking forward to spending time with him whilst getting out of her head for a bit--two birds with one stone.
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