Vacation surely meant there would be a ton of parties and she was just resting up for it, taking Sunday to stay home in her pajamas with bad television and a couple mimosas. That wasn't alcoholism. Alcoholics so did not drink mimosas.

Hope had been watching some cheesy Lifetime network movie. These things always ended the same; someone got raped, someone had cancer, and then someone overcame some ridiculous plot line. Those kind of movies always made her feel a little bit better about her own ridiculous life. Maybe it really wasn't that bad.

She shrugged at Faith's question. It was weird that she would sit with her, even weirder that Faith would want to watch a movie but it was something of a little hope, maybe Faith wasn't a lost cause after all! She scooted over on the couch and smiled. "Sure, you positive you don't wanna watch this though?" she asked. "This woman has cancer and the other got raped her the cancer woman's husband," she explained.

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"That sounds like the worst thing in the world" Faith replied, eyeing the T.V as if it was dirty. She rummaged lovingly through a bunch of DVDs she had brought out from her room and grinned.

"How about a Human Centipede marathon? I got both of them. Sasha wont watch the second after he watched the first." She tossed them over to her sister. Even if the films were shitty, watching Hope should be entertainment enough.

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"Human Centipede?" she asked with raised eyebrows. "You know I always liked that little boyfriend of yours, he, at least is sensible," she said smartly, looking at the DVDs that Faith had tossed at her.

"They do look questionable, but why not?" she said trying not to sneer. She sipped on her drink before setting it down and moved over to the DVD player to get the marathon started.

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"He's not my boyfriend and he's not little" Faith scowled. "He's just a boy, and we're friends. And he happens to be tall as fuck, so shut up" she concluded, her attention dropping to the drink. Whilst Hope's back was turned she scrambled over to her side of the coach and tasted it.

"Are you drinking? Like, a fancy drink? Are you even from this planet?"

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Hope laughed loudly, she loved getting a rise out of Faith and Sasha was perfect bait. "Oh same thing, you do sleep in the same bed do you not?" she challenged. "And spend pretty much every waking hour with each other?" she teased.

Hope turned back, her face flushed a bit when Faith asked what she was drinking. "It's a mimosa, it's totally classy," she said defensively. "Want me to make you one?" It was classy, if the old bitches from Sex and the City drank them, then it was totally legitimate.

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Faith sighed and raised her eyes tot he ceiling. "Yes, sometimes. What's wrong with sleeping in the same bed?" She couldn't understand why that was so weird. "Besides, he's the only person who isn't a huge asshole at school, who else am I gonna chill with?" She wrinkled her nose at her sister.

"Is mimosa even a word? It sounds like a venereal disease" Faith muttered.

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"I never said there was anything wrong with sleeping in the same bed with someone," she shrugged. "You're totally in love with him though. He's such a weirdo but I guess that works for you, you're kinda weird," she laughed.

"Of course it is! It's like champagne and orange juice," she was already pouncing into the kitchen to grab another cup. She had filled the half empty orange juice carton with champagne already for easy access. After pouring a cup she brought the whole carton into the living room with her and sat down handing it over to Faith.

She folded her feet up underneath her and sighed. "Listen, you've got that boy wrapped around your pinky, that's nothing to be ashamed off... oh my god... what is that man doing?"

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"I am not in love with him!" Faith yelled. "If I was in love with him I would have kissed him or something, right? Well we've never kissed" she pointed out, sniffing the cup Hope brought her before sipping it. "And don't you ever tell mom that I am in love with someone, she'll make him come round for tea and an interrogation."

"We're best friends, he just does things for me 'cuz we're friends" Faith explained, turning her attention to the T.V. "Oh, he's gluing bitches assholes to their mouths" she explained with a shrug.

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Hope grinned, she loved it when Faith got defensive. "Oh sure, of course. So like, him beating up that thug was just him being your best friend right?" she giggled. "Or was it jealousy?" she challenged. "Mom really would love to meet him but I won't tell her, lips sealed and all."

She nearly spit out her drink. "Jesus Christ Faith! That's disgusting!! What the hell kind of movie is this?"

She shook her head. "I dated his brother you know, before he got all weird and shit. They're a well mannered family," she said with a small shrug. "Handsome too," she winked.

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Faith rolled her eyes. "He beats up a lot of people, he just likes to do it" she defended Sasha.

"Isn't his brother like, star jock asshole? You were probably made for each other" Faith grinned slyly.

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"You're so adorable," she teased. "It's all that Russian aggression," she purred.

"He was," Hope rolled her eyes. "The world wept when we split up but he's super weird now," she looked at her perfectly painted fingernails. "He's still a good friend but we can't date ever again," she said pointedly. "He took a swan dive from his social graces when we moved up to University," she tisked. She really did love Abram in their own way, but he had really let himself go.

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