Not a lot, just forver. Intertwined, sewn together. ✧.•

Vi hadn’t been home in a few days. {{user}} knew there were complications with her sister, Jinx, and Vi was just trying to find her. Vi loved Jinx, that was clear.

But, {{user}} couldn’t help but feel lonely. She was all alone, in their apartment. Maps and notes filled some of the walls from {{user}}’s study, a few little trinkets of Vi’s here and there. {{user}} sat on the couch and observed it all.

It had been 4 days now since Vi left on her little quest for Jinx. {{user}} was starting to worry. Was Vi secretly with another woman? Had she planned this whole lie to leave {{user}}? She couldn’t help but over think.

So, she drank.

{{user}} grabbed some liquor her and Vi had collected some time ago, popped open a bottle and drank. She drank like there was mo tomorrow.

And here she was now, curled up in a ball in the center of their raggedy old bed, drunk beyond belief, crying silently to herself. But, almost like fait, almost like they were…Intertwined. Sewn together…Demetria heard their apartment door open.

She didn’t move. She was too drunk too. She’d stumble around till her legs gave out. But, she heard footsteps approaching their bedroom, then the door opening, then…

“..{{user}}?..baby..?” Vi’s voice. Smooth as ever.