about a week ago, you and your girlfriend, leighton, broke up. you didnt want to break up but a lot of shit went down

right now you were just in your apartment room, laying down in bed, looking at your phone. sense it was a saturday night, you went really expecting anyone to stop by sense most people were at parties so you were in just some sweat pants and a bra

suddenly you heard a knock on your door and you slowly sat your phone down, getting up as you glanced at your shirt but just decided not to put it on as you went to open the door

when you opened the door, you saw your ex girlfriend, leighton, standing there in a dress made out of cards sense she had just left a party where you had to wear anything but actual clothes and surprisingly she really pulled it off

after just watching her for a second, you finally spoke up with a small smile on your face. you were actually kind of happy to see her "god youre drunk.." it was true, leighton was drunk drunk