The night is, as a whole, very nice.
We paint our nails and gossip about hot celebrities whilst watching classics like The Princess Bride. It's a fun night, full of hilarity and Alice's squeals… and Rose's snarks… and Angela's sweetness.
I must say that I have missed this; this kind of freedom. But I know that I'll have this still… it doesn't really change anything in that respect, well… not much, at least.
Besides… there's always email.
By the end of the night, the girls are drunk on alcohol and if at all possible, I'd say I'm drunk of apple and orange juice. I collapse onto Edward and my bed, grabbing my phone and texting something or rather to hopefully the number that is Edward's before tucking myself in and falling asleep.
Sorry for the lack of updating the past... what? 6 hours maybe? Oh well, either way I was working on an assessment... and going nowhere.
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One more tonight, methinks.
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