STARING AT THAT BROWN MUSH I had forced out of my mouth and on to Sarah, I felt the attention of everyone's eyes burn through my cold flesh. For a short minute, no one dared to move, not even an inch. Everybody stood still, glaring at the scene in front of them, some viewing through sober eyes, others looking at us with blurry vision. But as I stared back at them, I peeked at Sarah, just to see how she was feeling at this time. She, too, was still. No expression of anger, shock, sadness, joy, or any other emotion, she was blank. She was more blank than my mind right now. I had no idea what to do. What could I do? Everything was so quiet and unmoving that I felt stuck, not capable of thinking...I felt as if I was just "there".

That was all I saw and felt until something started pulling my sleeve forcefully. Turning my sight to see no one near me I wondered what causes the feeling. Maybe it was my nerves, it would make sense if it were. I mean, I was beyond nervous at this point.

"Penelope? Come on wake up..." There it was again, the tugging on my sleeve,"Shit, what am I gonna do?" Said a worried voice almost in a shook tone. Wanting to get their attention to me being conscious, I tried to speak up. However all that came out was a groan. "Oh thank God! I thought for a second you died or something." My eyes shot open to find a soaked Sarah stroking my hair. "Well, I don't know, I could be living some kind of afterlife right now and never know if I died or not." Playfully, I rolled over on my side and stuck my tongue out lazily to pretend I had died...again? "Trust me, you're in no afterlife." Sarah responded with a nudge on my shoulder. As she was laughing I looked at her stained outfit and felt this pit in my stomach. I guess I wasn't too subtle about the staring because she pointed at the vomit stain and said,"Don't worry about it. Thankfully, there's things such as washers and dryers that help wash this out." I laughed at her joke but still felt awful for what I did.

I looked around, barely examining our surroundings. Sarah sat against the wall to the club, as I lay on her lap with the orange painted clouds floating above us. "Sorry, I wasn't sure if fresh air would help you feel better or if we should stay inside, but I had this gut feeling that outside was the better option." I winced as she said 'gut feeling'.

"Yeah, I would've gone with outside too if I were in your position." I found some strength within me enough to push my back against the wall like Sarah had been sitting. Although this was immediately turned down as a bad idea when my head started pounding. "Oh God I'm never drinking again." I moaned out. "Me neither." Sarah said laughing. "Oh shut up, at least you didn't do something you'd regret for the rest of your life. Now I have to wobble about knowing I spewed my lunch on to you." I found a humorous light to it all and let myself laugh at my mistake, however it was Sarah who was turning red while nervously chuckling. I had to debate whether I should bring this up to her, or just shrug it off. I knew that if I said something she'd probably bring up what happened seconds before the vomit, and I wasn't sure if I should dig into that.

So I shrugged it off...for now.

"How long have we been sitting here?" I asked, changing the subject. Sarah twisted her wrist to face her so she could read her watch. "About two hours." It's probably just starting to get dark. "Welp, I know I shouldn't move around too much with this headache, but I think it's better if we head back to the hotel." Sarah nodded and lifted me up.

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Hey, I need to talk to you.

...Like now...

Crybaby:
Are you sure you wanna text me? Cause I mean, I think you're closer to Cassidy and Kira :/

I know I am, but I just...I need some advice and I'm pretty sure if I told them or Brendon I'd be in a lot of shit and I don't wanna start drama

Crybaby:
Yeah, don't worry I get it

So what's up?

Sarah...and I...may have

Canoodled...

Crybaby:
Bitch, if that's another way of saying ya'll had cheeky bum sex I'm sh00k

NO!! I WOULD NEVER!!! I MEAN SHE'S CUTE...BUT I THINK NOT YOU TRICK ASS HOE

Crybaby:
WELL IT'S NOT MY FAULT IDK WHAT "Canoodled" MEANS

IT MEANS KISSED
WHY CAN'T YOU JUST USE GOOGLE

Crybaby:
NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO PICK ON MY MENTALLY CHALLENGED BRAIN

AND OMFG HOW WAS IT?!

SHE'S MARRIED, MEL!! WTF

Crybaby:
OH YEAHHHHH

BUT ANSWER MY QUESTION

It was short lived.

I also may or may have not thrown up on her...

Crybaby:
Okay you're going to have to elaborate on what happened because I'm lost af

I've been wanting to hang out with Sarah more so we've been eating out together (this is barely the second time) and we went to this club, right? I was all for it, but then we got drunk and suddenly I'm on stage with her singing Fall Out Boy. 

Crybaby:
What song???

...

Crybaby:
Right, sorry, bad timing

Carry on, my child

And well then she kissed me and since I had just ate, I threw up on her...

Crybaby:
PFFFTHAHAHAHAHAHA

CAN YOU PLEASE STOP LAUGHING AT MY PAIN?!!

Crybaby:

BITCH

  Crybaby:
I'M SORRY I HAD TO

THAT'S HILARIOUS OML

I JUST NEED ADVICE WHAT SHOULD I DO ABOUT IT?!

Crybaby:

Nothing.

QUIT IT WITH THE MEMES

JESUS NOW I KNOW HOW IT FEELS LIKE TO TEXT ME

Crybaby:
You are welcome

But seriously, just ignore it. If Sarah doesn't mention it then it means she doesn't want to remember it and I think that's the best you could hope for

Hopefully, yeah

Crybaby:
Well...it's not like there were any emotions tied to it...right?

Nope

Crybaby:
John Cena voice: Are you sure about that

You're meme trash and I'm upset I never knew this sooner

Crybaby:
*shrugs*

And no, there were not feelings. Not for me at least, I don't know about Sarah.

Crybaby:
Hmmm...

*puts on thinking cap*

Do you have any plans tomorrow

I have to leave the day after and yes, I have a job thingy to attend at like 7pm??? Idk I forgot OOPS

Crybaby:
But you're free in the morning?

Yeah.

Crybaby:
Okay, meet me at Dennys then

You got yourself a date missy