"I told you my closet has everything," Edie teased, as she, Maria and Mimi stumbled out of the subway.
Mimi struggled to catch her breath as they ran up the stairs, laughing. For Mimi, Edie had pulled out a very short, tight, and low-cut black dress. Mimi had opted to keep her boots.
"You do look hot," Maria agreed, pulling up the strap on her bright pink halter top. "If I wasn't dating Edie, I'd totally hit on you."
Edie stuck her tongue out at Maria and yanked the two of them down the street.
"Didn't the cops bust up Mitch's last party?" Maria asked.
"No, that was another guy. I can't remember his name. I was too stoned," Edie grinned.
"You crackwhore," Maria replied. "Anyway, his place is just another block down. Pretty convenient, huh?"
Mimi nodded, adjusting the large hoop earrings she'd borrowed from Edie. She'd tied her curly hair into a bun so I wouldn't get caught on the earrings.
"Just to warn you, Mitch's party can get pretty rowdy," Edie said, as they neared an apartment with heavy music blasting, and reeked of smoke and reefer.
"It's no problem," Mimi said. She'd been to plenty of parties herself all involving drugs, sex; the usual. The last one she'd almost gotten arrested at, when someone's mom told the cops they'd gotten ahold of marijuana. Rich nearly kicked her out of the house when he found out.
They approached the front door, which was open, and the three of them stepped in.
The place really did reek.
"Ew," Maria said, fanning the air with her hand. "Just how many people have had sex in here in the past twenty four hours?"
"Me alone, or other people?" said a male voice from behind them.
"Hey, Mitch!" Edie squealed, giving the owner of the voice a hug.
He was pretty cute, Mimi thought. He had dark eyes and hair. He had a pretty intense stare, too.
"Mitch, this is Mimi," Edie said, jabbing Mimi lightly in the side.
Mitch unashamedly looked her up and down. "Hi," he said, with a small smile on his lips.
"Hi…" Mimi said, uncertainly.
"You guys want anything?" Mitch asked.
"What have you got?" Edie said.
"The usual…we got more of those jello-shots. You want those?"
"Yes please," Edie laughed.
"Alright," Mitch said, winking at them. "Be right back."
"Hey, Edie! Come over here!" someone yelled from the other side of the room.
Edie rolled her eyes. "Coming!" she yelled back.
She turned to Mimi. "I'll be right back, 'kay babe?" she said.
"Sure, go ahead," Mimi said.
"I'll be back in a sec. Tell Mitch to save me one of those shots," Edie warned, pulling Maria along with her.
Mimi panned her eyes across the room. The majority of the people there weren't really dancing to the music. The people on the couches either had their shirts or pants off, and the people sitting on the beanbags in the corner were passing around a bowl full of god knows what.
Mimi pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and walked into the group of people drunkenly dancing, trying not to make it too obvious that she didn't know anyone there besides Edie and Maria.
Out of nowhere, she felt a hand slap her ass and she jumped, whipping around.
"Nice, honey!" one guy laughed at her direction.
Mimi rolled her eyes.
Mitch came by with a tray with the jello-shots and Mimi took one, gratefully, and downed it in a second.
She made a face. "What the hell is in this?" she asked Mitch.
Mitch laughed. "I don't think you want to know."
Mimi smiled. "Oh, really?"
Mitch nodded. "Yeah. Seriously. Take my advice, try to keep your clothes on tonight, alright? That stuff has some wacky side effects."
Mimi laughed. "I'll do my best," she assured him.
Mitch nodded, and then disappeared into the crowd again.
The shot had left a bad taste in her mouth. She spit into her hand and wiped it on her dress.
"There you are!" Edie said, taking Mimi by the arm.
Mimi smiled. "Hey."
"You liking the party?" Edie asked.
"Yep. Where's Maria?"
Edie rolled her eyes. "She's dealing with some kid back there. I didn't want to be a part of that shit, so I came back here."
"What was he dealing?" Mimi asked.
"I don't know. Coke, probably. I tried it once, and my nose bled for two days straight."
Mimi made a face, not admitting that she'd tried it herself a couple of times.
"Edie, come here you slut!" a blonde girl giggled, grabbing Edie and kissing her on the lips. Then, she gave Mimi a quick peck on the cheek.
"Hey, honey," she grinned. "I don't think we've been acquainted."
"I'm Mimi," Mimi said.
"Awesome. "I'm Ava. You look kinda young, no offense."
"Don't worry. She's cool," Edie said, nodding at Mimi.
Mimi nodded too. Her head was beginning to spin from the shot.
Edie and Ava went off together in the crowd, and Mimi sluggishly made her way around the apartment, getting pressed against the wall in the process by stoned couples who didn't see her, or drunk guys who were mistaking her for someone else.
"I think the bedroom's free now," one guy grinned at her, placing his hand on her thigh.
Mimi removed his hand. "I'm not," she said hotly.
She moved towards the bathroom, and when she opened the door she found Mitch sitting on the toilet, smoking a joint.
"Sorry," she said, starting to close the door.
"No, it's fine. Don't go. I just needed a moment to myself. Sit down," he put out the joint in the toilet.
Mimi hesitated, than sat down on the side of the tub, crossing her legs.
Mitch smiled at her. "You having a good time?"
Mimi's head felt like it weighed twenty pounds. "Yeah."
Mitch leaned towards her then, and kissed her. He smelled like pot.
Mimi kissed him back, not caring about any morals she might've had.
She felt his hand on her back, slowly unzipping the back of her dress.
Mitch laughed. "You're wearing a bra. Very impressive. Most girls here are either too stupid or too slutty to wear one.
Her dress was pulled down around her waist now, and she felt Mitch's hands on her chest and stomach.
Just then, someone opened the door.
Mitch groaned and pulled away from Mimi. "Close the fucking door!"
The person at the door laughed. "Sorry, Mitch. Go back to what you were doing."
Mitch rubbed at his eyes with the back of his hand and looked at Mimi. His face reddened a little.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I shouldn't be doing this. I'm high."
"It's alright," Mimi murmured, pulling the zipper on her dress back up. "I'm not exactly sober myself." Her head was pounding.
She looked at the toilet Mitch was sitting on.
"Do you mind?" she asked. "I think I'm gonna hurl."
Mitch jumped up from the seat. "Be my guest," he said, and she knelt down by the bow and threw up. She felt Mitch's hands holding back the hair that had loosened from her bun back. She could feel his breath on her neck.
"Thanks," she said, wiping her hand on her mouth.
"Feel better?" he asked.
"Not really."
Mitch shrugged. "Sorry."
Mimi adjusted the straps on her dress, and stood up, shakily. "I'm gonna go find Edith," she said.
"Okay," Mitch said. "And I'm sorry about…what just happened. It shouldn't have. You're hot. I'm high."
Mimi smiled. "It happens."
They both exited the bathroom like nothing had happened.
"Oh, I love the smell of must at one in the morning," someone on the couch said, yawning.
"That's disgusting," someone else replied.
Mimi sat next to Maria and Edith. Her eye make-up was beginning to itch, and the walls looked like bugs were crawling up the sides of them.
Edie groaned and held her head in her hands. "I'm done for the night. Well, morning. You guys want to head on home?"
"Sure," Mimi said, not taking her eyes off the wall.
Maria unlatched herself from someone else's arms and stood up, holding out her hand to help Edie up.
Mimi got up and followed them to the door. She met Mitch's eye.
He blinked. "Bye," he said awkwardly.
Mimi nodded, and gave a small wave as Edie closed the door behind them.
"Well, that was fun," she giggled, as they made their way to the subway.
"I hope we don't get killed," Maria mumbled. "You always hear something about three girls cracked out of their minds getting killed on the street, right?"
"Shut up," Edie said. "You're freaking me out."
She turned to Mimi. "I heard you and Mitch got…more acquainted in the bathroom," she laughed.
Mimi smirked. "Not exactly. We didn't actually do anything."
Edie shrugged. "Alright. Come on, let's hurry. I have to take a crap."
Mimi laughed and allowed herself to be drunkenly lead to stairs leading down to the subway.