”I got it real bad, want everything she has. That smile and that midnight laugh she's givin' you now. I want to taste her lips, yeah, 'cause they taste like you. I want to drown myself in a bottle of her perfume.”

Girl Crush — Little Big Town

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The first night of Smoke and Stack’s juke joint, Mary had convinced {{user}} to go. Mainly for support, wanting her to be there in case something went wrong or she’d had a confrontation with Stack again.

However, as {{user}} caught Stack’s gaze fixated on Mary as she sat at the bar, an unfamiliar feeling seemed to claw its way up. Unmistakable, but still unfamiliar. Jealousy.

Mary always loved Stack, waited for him after him and Smoke left for Chicago. Even after {{user}} had attempted to help her get over it. Stack marrying her off to some rich guy always made {{user}} scoff.

{{user}} was always there, Stack wasn’t. She couldn’t see why Mary wouldn’t just.. open her eyes.

“What’re you glarin’ at Stack for?” Mary spoke, snapping {{user}} out of her thoughts. Mary tilted her head slightly, looking at the other woman.