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pookie steph steph 🤗
pooks what time is your class overr
pookie steph steph 🤗
hi lovey
and in 30
let's go out tonight
let's get wild
just like freshman year
pookie steph steph 🤗
HELL YEAH
let's get wasted
i miss it
where has the time gone omg
we graduate next year
i'm not ready
high school all over again minus the mean girls
pookie steph steph 🤗
literally
but yes
let's get wasted
what club?
that one in tribeca?
or soho?
OO OR THE ONE ON THE UPPER EAST SIDE?!
tribeca
without a doubt
pookie steph steph 🤗
start getting ready
the night is youngggg
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stephanie got home forty minutes after she sent her last text. we used to get wasted every friday night our freshman year; either in tribeca, soho, or the upper east side.
i know your not supposed to underage drink since it's considered morally wrong but to be completely flat out honest.
who gives a single fuck.
plus if we were in canada or mexico we'd be completely free to do whatever the fuck we wanted to do with alcohol.
stephanie walked into my room while i was sitting on my bathroom counter, feet in the sink in front of the mirror.
"after three years of knowing you, why do you sit like that when you get ready?" she asked.
"and why do you slouch down when writing on a piece of paper." i said sarcastically.
"ouch, do you know what you're gonna wear tonight?" she asked.
"nope, no clue." i said finishing the last part of my lip liner before smudging it in, and hopping out of the sink and walking into my closet.
after looking around for a bit a stupidly amazing idea hit me, "what if i just wear nothing and go completely naked?" i asked.
"i'd love it but you'd probably get a big fat ticket." she said laughing.
"stop imagine the headlines." i said bursting out in laughter.
"but seriously come help me choose now before i actually consider going out naked." i said.