femtiåtte | a great friend

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week 8, day 1 | before class

"oh my gosh... kieran."

"hey tatia."

"i am so, so sorry about friday! i mean, this always happens. i promise myself to just have one drink, and then that turns into another one, and suddenly i'm drunk and i start doing these really, really weird things. and i feel so ashamed and embarrassed for the way i acted, and-"

"tatia, calm down."

"..."

"it's totally fine. you didn't know what you were doing."

"of course not. you know i'm not like that, right?"

"of course! there's nothing to be ashamed of. i also do weird stuff when i'm drunk. who doesn't?"

"i just...feel like i put you in a really bad place..."

"no, no, i get it."

"yeah, that's what i like about you. you're always so understanding. thanks for being such a great friend."

"no problem. i've gotta go, i have class."

"yeah, me too. but kieran?"

"yeah?"

"you know that dance-thing?"

"yeah?"

"i'm really struggling with one move, but i see that you do it perfectly. i was just wondering if you'd help me?"

"sure! see you at rehearsal."

"excellent."
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naomi [✔️]Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora