505 : Casey Moreta

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I wake up in the exact same position I fell asleep. Lying on my white double bed still in the black dress from last night and Casey's jacket. The memories from last night flood into my brain and a pang of guilt radiates through my body. I pull myself up from the bed and step into the kitchen.  Reaching straight for the coffee I grab my favourite pink mug, make my coffee and slowly stroll out to the balcony. 

The beautiful city view of Brisbane never fails to amaze me. I could sit on the balcony and watch all day. I play with the sleeves of the heavy leather jacket and Casey comes to mind. I still feel a bit guilty for taking his jacket. It's comfy and warm at least?

"All Dylan's fault" I mumble to myself.

I take in the city surroundings one more time before deciding I should get ready as I have a Uni lecture at 10 and It's currently 9.

I pick up my phone and see a few texts from Jess and Chloe organizing a sleepover tonight and to my surprise I see zero texts from Dylan.

"Asshole" I mutter.

I send a quick text back to Jess and Chloe and grab my protein bar off the bench top before heading off to Uni.

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With every step I take I feel my feet ache from wearing tall black boots. Walking back to my apartment through the botanical gardens is my routine after Uni. The gardens are so pretty and give me happy vibes. The slight winter wind makes the the trees sway as I pull my jumper closer around me. I keep walking while mumbling the lyrics to "Do I Wanna Know" when I'm interrupted by my phone ringing. Dylan's face pops up on the screen, my heart starts to beat as I pull the phone to my ear.

"Dyl-" Before I even finish saying hello he interrupts me with apologies. I feel my heart drop in my stomach.

"Kat Hey ! I'm sorry my phone was flat and I couldn't tell you that I couldn't come. I'm sorry babe"

I cringe at the nicknames and barely hear what he says as the background noise is so loud. He is probably at a club. It doesn't surprise me. I mumble an acceptance to his apology right as he makes an excuse of why he has to go. I begin a goodbye but he hangs up before I can even finish.

Shoving my phone in my pocket in anger I pick up my speed eager to see Jess and Chloe sooner. Once I reach my apartment I'm not even surprised to see the girls already in my living room.

"Trinaaaaaa" Chloe stumbles over to me and puts her arm around me laughing. The strong smell of alcohol radiates my apartment and then I spot the numerous bottles on my counter top.

2 hours later and I can't tell you how much I've drank. Maybe 2, 5, 10??? I have no clue but whatever I drunk makes me laugh. I look over at Jess and Chloe and we all are huddled on the couch laughing at every little joke while the tv is playing "How I Met Your Mother" episodes.  With every episode my view get's a little more hazy and I become a little more relaxed.

Suddenly I'm being pulled from the couch my hand in Jess's and she mumbles something about going for a walk and getting a jumper.

I stumble to my bedroom feeling extremely light headed and grab the jacket on the end of my bed before leaving the apartment with Jess and Chloe.

I"m soon filled with the familiar smell of Brisbane streets in the early hours of the morning. Stumbling with every step I take I follow closely behind Chloe's steps down the now unfamiliar road. In the corner of my eye I spot a puppy and immediately stop to pat it smiling so much. I can feel myself giggling without any control. I sat with the dog for what feels like forever until I feel a hand on my shoulder.

I spin around to face the stranger when my jacket is pulled from my back.

"Thanks for my jacket bitch" I turn around and come face to face with the one and only Casey Moreta.

"Caseyyyyyyy" I whine, reaching up to him.

"Trina- wait are you drunk" He says seriously but tries not to laugh.

"Maybeeeeee" I smile widely at him embracing him into a tight hug.

He's surprised at first but reacts soon after by hugging me back. The sweet smell of his cologne fills my nose and I smile even more. I pull away and see his checks heat up to a bright pink colour. My first reaction is to poke his cheeks and even though I don't want to my drunk self thinks otherwise. He looks down at me laughing before reaching for the jumper and placing it back over my shoulders smiling widely.

"Where are your friends" He asks.