"Kyla!" Spencer exclaimed as she opened her front door. Kyla dropped her bags to fully hug the blonde. "God, it so good to see you!"

"Oh, I know, Spence," Kyla said while she and the blonde picked up her bags and walked into the house. "I've missed you so much! Oh, hey, is that your Range Rover at the end of the lane?"

"Um, no, I'm pretty sure mine's still in the garage," Spencer said. She walked into the living room, turned on the tv and switched to channel four. "Well, it's not there now...and the sensor never sounded today with the exception of you just now."

"Strange," Kyla replied. "Oh! I picked up our favorite on the way over!"

Spencer smiled when the brunette pulled a fifth of Captain Morgan's Spiced Rum out of a grocery bag. "I guess we're gonna have to make it happen with the Capt'n tonight!" Spencer said with a laugh.

"Alright, so let's get to it! I've been craving Captain & coke all week!" Kyla exclaimed as she pulled two glasses from a cabinet in the kitchen.

"Kyla, it's four in the afternoon," Spencer reminded her.

"So what? We'll be PTFO'd by midnight, no big deal," the brunette replied, adding ice to the empty glasses.

"God, I haven't heard 'PTFO' since college," Spencer stated. "I recently had to explain it to my dad, though. That was fun."

"Soooo, let's get drunk and 'Pass The Fuck Out!'"

"I'm not cleaning up any puke, Kyla, keep that in mind," Spencer said with a laugh.

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"Ashley," Spencer said, "I am not drunk."

"Don't lie to me, baby," Ashley slurred from beside her on the couch.

"I'm not. You should have let me finish," the blonde stated. "I am not drunk; I am hammered."

Ashley laughed and put her arm around Spencer's shoulders. "You're mine," she whispered in Spencer's ear.

"Always, babe," Spencer whispered back, kissing her lightly. "Now, we need to decide if getting drunk on a Wednesday night by ourselves is a bad thing...but after we make more rum and cokes."

"This is one of the many reasons I love you, Spencer Madeleine Carlin," the brunette said as they stood from the couch and started walking towards the kitchen.

"Oh my God, do you remember when Kyla puked in your Range Rover?" Spencer said, erupting in laughter.

"God, babe, why did you have to bring that up? Ugh...I swear I can still smell undigested Taco Bell sometimes," Ashley replied, making a disgusted face.

"I thought you were going to kill her...your face was fucking priceless!" the blonde exclaimed, still laughing.

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Spencer slammed the second shot glass on the counter and winced as the Hpnotiq and Hennessy burned down her throat. "Alright, I pick the next shot," Spencer stated.

"No more Incredible Hulks?" The brunette asked. "That makes Kyla sad."

Spencer chuckled and said, "Spencer is going to kick your ass if you keep talking like that. Okay, so I'm feeling a...SoCo lime next."

"Ugh, Spence, those taste like puke. Do you want me to puke? I don't want to puke," Kyla said with a wave of her hand.

"I just had to do two Incredible Hulks and you know that I think Hpnotiq tastes like cat piss. I'm just getting you back," Spencer stated with a smirk.

"Fine. Let's get to it, woman!"

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"SoCo & coke is my official drink of this summer," Ashley said, leaning on the balcony's rail.

"Ashley Davies is the official love of my life," Spencer said sweetly while walking up behind the brunette and wrapping her arms around the shorter girl's waist.

"Mm, I love you too, gorgeous," Ashley replied while entwining their fingers together. "This is perfect, you know?"

"What is, baby?" Spencer asked.

"Standing on the balcony of my dream home, watching the sun set over the ocean and sipping on my favorite beverage with my girl's arms around my waist," Ashley replied.

"You're perfect, you know?" Spencer whispered in her ear.