invisible string • Gracie Abrams

025 flashing lights

olivia glanced towards the stalls, "just waiting for my friend to finish peeing," she mumbled.

just then, one of the stall doors opened and out walked olivia's best friend and charlotte's girlfriend. she was looking down and stumbling drunkenly in her heels as she watched where each step landed.

"gracie," charlotte said, getting her to raise her head.

she looked up in shock at the voice she heard "charlotte?" gracie replied, pointing at charlotte as a smile grew on her face. she then rushed up to the actress and swung her arms around her, "what're you doing here?" she gushed, pulling away and holding both of charlotte's warm hands.

olivia raised an eyebrow.

"um just here with friends," charlotte replied, wanting to pull her hands away since olivia was staring down at them, but gracie continued to play with her fingers. she stepped back an inch, nervously glancing back at olivia. she remembered that gracie mentioned she had plans to see olivia on this date, but there was no way she could've guessed that she was seeing her here. at the same time.

"me too," gracie smiled. but her smile dropped when she looked past charlotte at olivia. her hands pulled away from charlotte's faster than her expression changed, and the fact that she and charlotte were both in the same public setting with both of their friends didn't seem too exciting anymore to her. "shiiiiiiit."

"yeah shit," charlotte whispered.

olivia looked at gracie and chimed in, "i thought you hate this girl—"

"hate's a strong word," gracie nervously chuckled. "actually, i'm going to talk to this girl alone right now about um..." gracie slurred, her hand grabbing charlotte's wrist and starting to walk her back to one of the stalls.

"about how she never wants to me see again," charlotte filled in, following gracie into the stall and shutting the door, leaving olivia utterly confused. thank god she seemed really high right now and might forget about this experience, though charlotte wished she could have a rip of that dab pen in olivia's hand. maybe next time.

"i didn't know you were coming here" charlotte whisper shouted, backed completely against the stall door with gracie in front of her given the cramped space.

"how was i supposed to know you were going to the same club," gracie groaned.

"we really need to start going into more detail," charlotte sighed as her fingers rapidly tapped against the door.

gracie glanced down and noticed and brought those fingers into her hands, "what's wrong though, you looked disturbed when you like— when i saw you two like, like seconds ago."charlotte grinned at how gracie stumbled with her words. she actually has never seen her drunk before so at least that was funny to lighten the moment.

"nothing i just... this guy kind of freaked me out but i was being dramatic i don't know. he just offered me a sip of his drink," charlotte chuckled, shaking her head. "it kinda felt like... i don't know i kind of just panicked."

gracie nodded and brushed a stand of charlotte's hair away from her face, "okay. well what do we do now, you remember what happened last time we tried to leave a wash room together."

"yeah. and olivia's still there too probably. look no one even noticed we're both in the same club tonight anyways, my phone isn't going crazy that is. just go out, super casual and i'll shortly follow," charlotte said, satisfied with her plan.

"wait but i want to—i wanna hangout with you now," gracie pouted, her mesmerizing eyes batting at charlotte.

"in this loud, dimly lit, sketchy wash room?" charlotte chuckled, leaning forward to rest her head on gracie's shoulder.