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𝟎𝟎. prologue.

β˜† π’„π’π’“π’Šπ’π’π’‚ π’ƒπ’šπ’π’†π’“

Five months before the concert

Teresa was sitting next to me, holding my hand.

My concentration was such that I could feel the computer screen's light pulsing. I could've toned down the luminosity a bit, but I had other bothering my thoughts, I was way too tense.Β 

The site showed it clearly in a dark yellow colored bold font. I would've never forgotten those characters, I stared at them too fondly.Β  "You're in the waitlist" they recited and I waited. My lips pressed.

Victoria was laying down on my bed behind us, watching her phone screen and mouthing Disco from Surf Curse. I wish I was as relaxed, I thought.Β 

It all happened quickly, I couldn't even believe it. Teresa screamed before me.

Β« YOU GOT THEM! THE TICKETS ARE YOURS, CORI! Β» she squealed with the biggest smile, looking at me and waiting for my reaction. My jaw was on the floor, I was frozen.Β 

Β« Oh my god Β» I said almost whispering, slowly realizing. Β« I'LL SEE OLIVIA! TESSA I'LL SEE OLIVIA LIVE! I'M GOING TO THE GUTS TOUR! VICKY, I HAVE TICKETS! HELL YEAH, I'M GOING Β» I screamed. Β« yeah, I noticed. Β» she giggled, Β« what are you gonna wear? Β». Β« does it even matter now? god, I got them. Β» I smiled. Β« OHH, LET'S TAKE A LOOK AT THE CELEBRITIES WHO ARE GOING Β» Vicky suggested, like she had the best idea ever. Β« why care about that? for me seeing Liv is way more than enough Β».

Β« You're boring, I'll see that anyway Β» she said as she was searching up on google. Β« oh, the only celebrities going are Vinnie Hacker and maybe Olivia's boyfriend, Louis. OH AND CONAN GRAY, TOO AND oh well, all of those famous friends of hers. You are so unlucky. Β». Β« UNLUCKY? CORINNA, THAT BOY'S GOING, VINNIE HACKER! You liked him, didn't you? Your celebrity crush Β» said Teresa, shaking my shoulders.

Β« Please, do not talk about that phase of my life, two years ago. I was so cringe. Β» I replied, my hands covering my face, while I was thinking about all the awkward things of that timeline. Victoria laughed, remembering and Tessa shrugged. Β« who knows, maybe you'll fall in love with him again Β» said Vicky to irritate me, still laughing. I just replied with a double middle finger, but still smiling, because I got tickets for the Guts Tour.

I unlocked my phone and rushed to the groupchat, they weren't friends as close as Vic or Tess. But I did hangout with them and talked about everything. And, both of my girls were in that gc, too.Β 

sparkly ovaries !! πŸ’«πŸ’—

you

I GIT YHR TICNETS ILL SWE OKIVIA

lauren bby πŸ˜»πŸŽ€

what.

tess my puff pastryβ€οΈβ€πŸ©Ή

"i got the tickets i'll see olivia"

vicunt πŸ‘©πŸΏβ€πŸŽ¨πŸ©·

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH

lauren bby πŸ˜»πŸŽ€

OMG SO EXCITINGGGGG

skyler πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

srop im so jealous rn. JK IM SO HAPPY FOR U NINAAA

you

sky luv you're so mine.

LAUREN I STILL CANT BELIEVE IT SKJDHKSH

vicunt what you laughing at

vicunt πŸ‘©πŸΏβ€πŸŽ¨πŸ©·

you can't even text properly...

you

stop it you bastard

I turned off the phone and threw a slipper at Vicky, to which she replied Β« SO YOU REALLY ARE A BITCH Β» and Tessa laughed.





β˜… π’—π’Šπ’π’π’Šπ’† π’‰π’‚π’„π’Œπ’†π’“

Two weeks before the concert

Thomas' robotic voice was spread across the room, starting from my phone speaker.

Hera, my kitty, was resting on my chest, her beautiful green eyes closed. I lightly petted her little head.

Β« What if we go out on friday? Β» he asked. Β« this week? But you're in London Β»

Β« I was talking about future, dumbass. Friday in two weeks. Β» he specified. Β« uh, honey, you know I love you and I'd never miss an hangout with you, but I'm going to Olivia's concert on that friday Β» I replied.

Β« Oh well, divorce papers are already signed anyways Β» he answered with sass. Β« you could even not go Β». Β« I'm sorry but I'm definetly going, I fought hard to get those stupid tickets Β». Β« You fought, really? Bare hands like real men, I bet. Β». Β« come on, you know what I mean Β» I laughed. Β« You could hangout with Jesse, by the way. I don't think he's busy. Β» I suggested. Β« I'll go ask, then. I'm so ready to replace you with him, Vincy! Β» I gagged at the nickname. Β« call me Vincy again and I'll cut your dick off. Β». Β« alright, sorry, Vincy. I'll text you later, kisses! Β» He ended the call.

Bastard, I thought.

I reflected about the fact that I should've prepared myself for the concert soon, and I didn't even know what I was going to put on.

But, if you think about it, what do you wear at your friend's concert? Should i bring her something?

I put the problem off until later on, I gently moved Hera from my chest to the bed.Β 

Maybe a quick workout would've cleared my thoughts. (No, it wouldn't. I already knew I would get everything done last minute.)

I casually put a black tank on, and I quickly took my gym sack. Star Shopping by Lil Peep was playing in my headphones.

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