Ellie watched you cross the room, taking a seat on the couch opposing her and fuck did you look good. You changed and of course for the better. You looked happier and that stung. Okay yeah, you two had your fair share of problems but you could’ve worked through them…that is until Ellie royally fucked up. No surprise there.

The whole room reeked of alcohol and the smoke lingered in the air like stubborn fog but Ellie’s eyes were stuck on you. Focused on the eyes of another girl on yours as the two of you animatedly talked. Ellie had to make a move and quick, so what does she do?

“You want a hit?” Ellie asks holding up the blunt.