Victoria :*
Holy Merlins'
balls she was extraordinarily drunk for someone who had virtually no part into the reason behind this party. Not that
Mira even realized it.
She was fine! Completely fine! Chipper as a bird! A
magpie even! It didn't feel like a drop of alcohol was in her body, despite the growing pile of empty cups left behind in her wake.
But how was that
her fault? It had started off as a way to ease her anxiety in the box before the match started (not only was Seth entire family sitting around her, but Mira uncharacteristically really wanted the Magpies to win), then continuously drank more and more to point where she was
now, having no spatial, social or moral boundaries.
Seth was... around here somewhere. Mira had gotten tired of repeatedly looking for him every time he was pulled away for
this or for
that. So he was just going to have to find
her from now on. Besides, it wasn't like---
VICTORIA! Spotting the other girl with her glazed over eyes, Mira wasted no time skipping over toward blonde. They had become relatively friendly over the past few weeks, and Mira had
wanted to get to know the girl better, but found little time to do it. What better time than now!
Flopping next to Victoria on a couch off toward the side of the tent, she let out a dramatic sigh before speaking. "Henry got me
drunk," she pouted, her shoulders bumping into Victoria's as she swayed in her seat.
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