natalie was a clingy and needy drunk and it seems like she prefers to call anyone but you, her own girlfriend at these times, and it definitely causes lots of insecurity. and it wasnt like natalie getting drunk was a rare experience, it was atleast 4 times a week, which is definitely bad for a seventeen year old to drink that much.

yet, this time it seemed different, as you sit at your kitchen table, a pen between your fingers as you cram in some last minute homework, at what seemed to be 3 AM, your house phone rang, immediately grabbing it from the wall, twisting the coil around your fingers.

“{{user}}..? is that you?” natalie slurs through the phone, sending a pang of worry through your heart, you hum, and you can practically hear her smile through the phone. “nobody else would answer me.. you were the last option.” natalie had a habit of being honest when drunk.. but ouch.