A/N: I may have gotten a little carried away with this one.
Grab a snack and enjoy it!
They all settled in the living room. Putting on a movie, which was mostly background noise. It almost felt normal, almost felt like they didn't get kidnapped a couple of months ago. The wine also did help.
Emily and Aria opted not to drink given they were still on medications.
Hanna talked about her shops and how she's gonna send everyone her newest design. She talked about mind blowing sex she was having with Caleb, which was no surprise to anyone that she brought that up because Hanna Marin's mouth is unfiltered. She also mentioned how she was ready to go back to New York.
Aria talked about how she was finding it difficult to continue her book. She didn't have to say why, everyone in the room knew why. She also mentioned how her little brother, Mike, has become overprotective of her.
Spencer talked about how's been burying herself in work, which was not a surprise for anyone. She mentioned how she was finding it difficult to communicate with Toby, there are certain things that no one except them would understand.
Alison felt a little bit out of place but she was glad to hear her friends talking.
"All I'm saying is, why would Ron and Hermione end up together? They have absolutely nothing in common!" Aria exclaimed.
"I'm sorry but that makes them perfect for each other!" Hanna disagreed.
"They barely had any chemistry, not like Harry and Hermoine …example A Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, that whole time they went back in time? And how were they sitting waiting?" Aria said "example B, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 1. That entire dancing scene? I mean come on, Ron left!...Do you need me to go on?"
"Why do we always have this discussion when we get together?" Spencer mumbled which made Alison and Emily chuckle.
They spent almost forty minutes discussing this before Emily had enough and asked "I'm gonna order some food for us, what are you guys in the mood for?"
Everyone said simultaneously "Pizza!"
After taking everyone's order, she excused herself into the kitchen to place the order but to also kind of get away from everyone. She missed her friends a lot but she was starting to feel a little bit overstimulated by all the talking.
Spencer got up and followed her in the kitchen.
Emily was on the phone with the pizza place when she walked in. After placing the order she hung up the phone and looked at the brunette leaning against the kitchen counter.
She didn't have to say anything, Emily knew what she was thinking "I'm fine Spencer"
"Emily Fields, you most certainly are not "fine" because none of us are fine… so, which one is it? Not being able to look or enter your bedroom without getting physically sick? The smell of blood? The screams?"
"You have those too huh?" Emily asked.
"We all do… Do you talk to her about it?" She said, looking over at Alison.
"I don't wanna add anything else to her plate"
"Emily… Alison can take anything you throw at her...simply because it's you"
"Do you talk to someone about it?" Emily asked curiously.
"I do, obviously there are certain things I can't talk about but yes I do"
"Does it help?"
"More than you would think…talk to her you dumbass" was the last thing Spencer said before walking back into the living room.
She stayed a few more minutes in the kitchen before joining her friends. She took a seat next to Alison, who was already very drunk. She reached over to Emily and whispered
"You okay?"
Emily nodded and smiled at her.
After they absolutely destroyed all the pizza's, Aria decided to take them home. She told Aria that Alison was gonna stay over because she didn't want the blonde to wake up alone and she herself didn't feel like being alone. Emily made sure to tell Aria to let her know when everyone got home safe.
After seeing them off, Emily turned to find a very drunk Alison giving her the heart eyes.
"Hey there… you seem a little a drunk"
"I…- Am. Not. Drunk!" Alison slurred, while being very unbalanced on her feet.
"Can you tell the time?"
"Yes" she turned to the clock hanging on the wall and pointed at it " I am not drunk! "
Emily laughed so hard she had tears falling off her face. After five minutes of laughing, Emily finally had control over her breathing again.
"Enily ..- Elily ..- Lily, who the fuck is Lily? Doesn't matter. Emmy! I have a confession to make!"
That's how she knows how drunk Alison actually was because she only ever call her by that nickname when she was shitfaced. The only two other people she let call her that was her parents. Paige did as well, despite how many times Emily told her not to.
"Save it for tomorrow when you're sober" Emily said, trying to keep Alison balanced.
"No! I will tell you now" she took a deep breath, preparing for a whole speech but all that came out was "... your smile"
Emily chuckled at the blonde "what about it?"
"It's just so ugh…- you know?" Alison slurred.
"I'm not sure if that's a compliment or not"
"It is!"
"Yours is ugh too, come on, let's get you to bed"
Emily led a very very drunken Alison to her bed. Before Alison got into the bed, Emily made her take some Advil to help with her hangover the next day and she placed a bucket just in case.
She instantly passed out. Emily took off her shoes, placed them with a pair of socks. She took off her pants and placed them with pajama pants, she took off her shirt and placed them with a matching pajama shirt and lastly she took off her bra. She went into the kitchen to grab a bottle of Gatorade, a cup of water and lastly a bucket.
She tucked her in and placed a kiss on her forehead.
As much as she wanted to cuddle next to the blonde, it was taking everything in her not to hurl that moment. So she went into the living room, pulled out the bed and laid on it. Minutes later Tito joined her.
"Good boy" was the last thing she said before falling asleep cuddling him.
It was a rough night for both Emily and Alison. Emily kept having nightmares after nightmares.
She could smell what was unmistakably the smell of blood. She could hear her friends screaming.
She was stripped down, laying fully naked on a cold hard steel gurney.
She was tied down by both hands and feet.
There was something on her neck, preventing her from moving her neck.
There was a big blade swinging back and forth.
She could hear her friends screaming in the other room.
The blade was getting closer and closer to her abdomen.
Suddenly her dream switched from one night terror to another.
She watched as the black hooded made Hanna drink bleach.
She watched as the black hooded injected Spencer with needles, making her overdose.
She watched as the black hooded person snapped Aria's neck.
She watched as the black hooded person sliced Alison's throat.
And she couldn't do a damn thing about it. Half of her night terrors was based on true events, so half the time she was not bale to tell whether she was dreaming or if she was back in that place.
While Emily was having that nightmare. Alison was in the bedroom, throwing up all of the wine she had earlier.
She mentally cursed Hanna and Spencer for bringing so much wine. After she finished emptying her stomach, she went and reached out for Emily but found no sign of her.
Alison walked out to find a very sweaty and trembling Emily on the couch with a very concerned black Pitbull whining. She could hear Emily mumbling something.
"Please…- Alison…- me, just leave her alone" Emily was crying in her sleep, while Tito was whining.
Alison grabbed the carrot toy and handed it to Tito "It's okay big guy"
Ever since she got head butted by Emily last time she was having a nightmare, Alison did some research and found that talking to the person having the night terror could help them, so that's what she did.
"Emily, you're safe sweety. You're safe" she got down on both knees near Emily's face "Emily, you have to wake up. You're home" Even though a lot of research says that touching someone that's having a nightmare was never a good idea, she did it anyway.
She wiped away some sweat and kept her hands there. That seemed to calm Emily down.
After a few minutes, she opened her eyes and saw the blonde in front of her.
"Hey" Emily's voice came out very hoarse.
"Hey there"
"Did I wake you?" she scooted to make room for Alison.
Alison got up "the wine did… let me go grab you clean shirt" while she was at it, she downed some wash mouth to get rid of the vomit smell.
After five minutes, she returned with a clean shirt and shorts for Emily.
"I'll go grab you some water" Alison said, handing over the clothes to the brunette.
Even though Alison had seen Emily's scars, it still pained her every time. Who would do something this gruesome to someone? What kind of psychopath does this?
Alison wanted so badly to ask Emily what happened. She wanted to know everything.
She walked back towards Emily and handed her the glass of water.
"Thank you, Ali"
"Anytime" Alison said, smiling at the brunette.
She placed her hand on top of Emily's and smiled at her. She looked down at their hands then looked back up at Emily "Can I ask something? If you're uncomfortable answering, it's okay. I understand"
Emily took a sip of her water and placed it on the table next to her "Ask away"
"Why don't you wanna sleep in your bedroom?" She intertwined their hands.
Alison tried not to bring up the dollhouse too much but her curiosity got the better of her this time.
Emily took a deep breath before she answered "The room that I uh… was kept in…" The blonde felt her flinched. She gently stroked Emily's hand with her thumb "It was a replica of my room...some kind of psychological torture or something, which worked cause I could barely go into the room without getting nauseous"
"Do you suspect anyone who could have done this?" Alison asked.
"Not really, what I do know is that it wasn't just one person and I suspect one of them must have been a guy"
They both laid down on the bed and were facing each other.
"Yea? What makes you think it was more than one person?"
"That bunker was a maze. There is no way in hell only one person could have managed it and not only that, we were six people in there. There had to be at least two other people helping"
"Right there was the other blonde girl, do you know who she is?" Alison asked.
"All I know is her name is Sarah and she was there longer than we were…did you know she went to high school with us?"
"No, but that shouldn't be a surprise, since I didn't notice most people back then " Alison said, tucking a chunk of Emily's hair behind her ear.
Alison's soft touches always seemed to make the brunette smile.
"She even asked me to meet her for a cup of coffee next this Friday"
"Oh? Coffee?" Emily could hear the change in the blonde's voice.
The blonde quickly changed the subject before Emily could notice her jealousy.
"How do you know one was a guy?"
"Whenever we were moved to another room, we would be carried by someone" She tried not to flinch at the memory. She could still feel their rough fingers on her.
Alison noticed the change in her demeanor and changed the subject.
They stayed talking for another fifteen minutes until both of them fell asleep. Sometime during the night, they ended up cuddling each other. Almost as if it was an instinct. Alison's body being the one that's always cold and Emily's body being the one that was always hot. It was a good combination.
Emily's nightmare was getting worse by the minute. There were times where she would wake up screaming so loudly and so long that she would turn red. She even started throwing punches and kicking.
One night she had a tight grip on Alison, which for sure was gonna leave a bruise. The blonde didn't care nor did she feel it, all she was too focused on guiding Emily out of the night terror.
"Em, you're safe. I'm here. You're safe sweetheart" she laid her other hand on top of Emily's that had her in a grip "you're home Emily"
After a few more minutes of talking to her, Emily seemed to calm down and let go of Alison's arm. She used the hand towel to dry the sweat from Emily's forehead.
Alison tried to stay up the rest of the night making sure the brunette had no more night terror. She ended up falling asleep around 4am.
Emily was the first one up. Her chest felt heavy looking at the sight in front of her. Alison was literally glowing.
She got up and put on some coffee and started on breakfast. She threw some bacon into the pan while making scrambled eggs in the other. She poured orange juice into two glasses and popped a few pieces of bread into the toaster.
The smell of bacon and eggs woke Alison up. She could feel a hurl coming up, she sprinted to the bathroom and hurled for what seemed like hours. She could hear Emily on the other side of the door asking if she was okay.
"Yup" She lied "let me just clean up and I'll be out"
She proceeded to wash her mouth and changed her shirt. When she took it off she could see her arm that Emily had a hold of last night starting to bruise. She quickly put on a shirt with a sweater and joined Emily in the kitchen.
"You okay?" Emily said, handing the blonde a bottle of water.
"Too much wine"
"Help me set the table?" Emily asked.
Alison nodded. She picked up two plates. The two orange juices that Emily poured minutes ago. Then she grabbed two mugs for the coffee. Emily came with the eggs, bacon and toasts minutes later.
Alison played around with her food, the only thing she had was the toasts. Everything else made her nauseous.
They sat across from each other. They ate for a couple of minutes in silence. Emily kept noticing how the blonde kept grabbing her bicep.
"What's wrong with your arm?" She asked.
"Must have slept wrong on it" she lied, avoiding eye contact with Emily.
Emily reached across the table and laid her hand on top of Alison's "Ali…" Alison looked up but stayed silent "Just like you know when I'm lying, I know when you're lying too. So you wanna try that again" giving her a soft smile.
Damn you and your smile Emily Fields.
She took her hand away from Emily to take her sweater off. Leaving her in a big white shirt. Revealing a very bruised arm. It was all sorts of blue and purple.
As soon as Emily spotted it she went to Alison's side "What the hell happened?"
Alison remained silent.
"Alison…"
All the blonde could do was stare at Emily. Then it clicked in her head.
I did this.
Alison saw the pure panic and fear on Emily's face. She stood up and brought both her hands to her cheeks, cupping them.
"Emily, listen to me, this is n-"
"I did this, god Alison. I am so sor-"
"Emily. Listen to me, this is not your fault" she kept a strong hold on Emily, not breaking eye contact "This is not your fault"
"But I-"
"No, you hear me? You were having a night terror. Not your fault, okay? Say it out loud" Alison wiped away a single tear that fell out of the brunette's eye. "It's not your fault"
The room was silent for a few seconds.
"It's not my fault"
Alison got up to be face to face with the brunette who was clearly still beating herself about it, without even thinking about it, she brought Emily in for a kiss.
It took her a few seconds to realize what was happening but once she did, Emily cupped Alison's cheeks with both hands and leaned into the a few seconds they both pulled back but stayed forehead to forehead. They stayed silent for a few seconds.
Emily could feel the difference in this kiss, she knew this meant something more than just practice. There's one question that has been burning the back of her head since forever "Why did you always push me away?"
"I don't know…- but I'm ready to stop" she took a deep breath and continued "I wanna do this, being apart from you for those four months was eye opening" she smiled and kept looking into the brunette's beautiful brown eyes.
"Alison…" was all she could say before the blonde continued.
"Over the years, I've been in so many failed relationships and I always made excuses why, I either blamed myself or I blamed the other person but deep down I always knew the reason"
Emily was about to say something before she was interrupted again by Alison.
"I love you, I am in love with you Emily Fields" the brunette was never the one to tear up, but this time she did. Alison brought her fingers to Emily's face and wiped it away "I'm not just saying this because you have a date with Sarah"
"It's not a date" Emily blurted out.
"Oh…" she smiled shyly "I'm just sorry it took me this long to say this out loud and I understand if you don-" before she could finish Emily bringing her in for another kiss.
This time there was more urgency behind the kiss. One of Emily's hands was in between Alison's hair, while the other was behind her neck. Alison laid both of her hands on Emily's hips.
Emily tried to seek entrance in Alison's mouth with her tongue but for some reason Alison quickly pulled back.
"You okay?" Emily asked.
"More than you know" She answered smiling.
"Soo…- You love me huh?" Emily said teasingly.
"Oh shut up" Alison said, looking away in embarrassment.
The brunette brought her gaze back by grabbing her chin "I love you, Alison DeLaurentis"
They stood there in silence for what seemed like hours, in their own little bubble until they heard a phone buzz.
"I really hate that phone sometimes" Emily mumbled under her breath. She let go of Alison's face and walked over to her phone.
"Is that Sarah?" Alison asked, trying not to sound jealous but failing miserably "Does she know it's not a date?"
Emily looked up at Alison and had a big smile on her face.
"Why are you smiling?" She said, a little annoyed.
"You're cute when you're jealous and yes she knows it's just coffee" she shrugged, walking back towards the blonde "it's just my alarm reminding me to call my boss and beg him for my job back"
"I handled that months ago"
"You what?"
"I called your job and explained to them what is happening and they understood they even assured me that your job is safe…" she said before adding "…after I threatened to sue them"
"You threatened to sue them?"
"Yes"
Even though Emily assured the blonde it was just coffee, Alison felt a little unsettled. Not in the possessive type of way, it was more like she didn't trust anyone type of way.
She still remembers the way Sarah looked at her that night when the girls were rescued. She could still feel her hair rising behind her neck. She wasn't sure what it was but she didn't trust Sarah.
They just got together and she wasn't about to ruin that by having some sort of claim on the brunette.
"You want me to drop you off at the brew? I have some errands to run" Alison asked.
"You know I do have my own car right" Emily teased her. She decided to accept the blonde's offer "But yes, that would be great" she gave her a kiss on the cheeks. She could see how it made Alison blush.
They walked to the car and Alison opened the car door for Emily. She was in awe of the blonde. Over the years of being madly in love with her, Emily always knew behind the façade that Alison put on, there was a soft and kind Alison.
Alison put on one of their playlist they made together when they were younger. It was called Paris: AD+EF.
"I can't believe you actually created a playlist on your phone with these songs" Emily said, smiling ear to ear.
"Actually…-" Alison reached for the glove compartment in front of Emily and took out a CD player and handed it to her "I have the original that we made"
"Wow" was all the brunette could say.
"I have everything we made together in a box somewhere in my basement"
"We have to go through those one of these days"
Alison agreed and started the car. She reached for Emily's hand which she gladly took. The car ride was mostly silent, except for them both humming with the songs that were playing.
Minutes later, they arrived at The Brew. They leaned in at the same time giving each other a peck on the lips. As Emily pulled away, the blonde spoke up.
"Wait, come back, I wasn't finished" She pulled Emily back in for another kiss, which the brunette gladly accepted. It was more passionate, she felt the blonde gently nibbling on her lips.
When they pulled away, Emily asked" Mmm, what was that for?"
"No reason" the blonde smiled and quickly got out of the car to open the door for Emily.
She couldn't help but smile. The blonde has been so attentive to her. She didn't know it was possible but she could actually feel herself falling in love with her again. They said their goodbye's with another kiss.
Emily walked in the coffee shop, looking for the other blonde. She spotted her in the corner in the back and she walked towards her. She could feel all eyes on her. They were the talk of the town.
She walked towards the blonde, who looked small and fragile. She also seemed a little nervous and very uncomfortable.
"Hey Sarah" she took a seat across from her.
"Hey Emily" her voice came out almost like a whisper.
"I don't know why they're staring, it's not like we were kidnapped or anything" Emily said, sarcastically. Which made Sarah chuckle.
After a few moments of 'how are you ' and a few sips of coffee, Sarah spoke up.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Of course"
"How are you so okay… I mean I can barely eat or sleep" Sarah said, while scratching the back of her neck.
In reality Emily wasn't okay. She was putting on a brave face for everyone. She didn't wanna cause any more pain to her loved ones.
The first time Emily was introduced to the 'choosing game' was the first time she realized how serious the person on the other side of the speaker phone was.
This person played mental tricks on them. Emily could take the physical torture but the mental ones were the ones that would break her every time. She could feel herself losing a bit of her soul.
"Choose one"
"Go to hell!" Emily shouted.
"Choose one or they all die"
"I said go to hell" She was calling their bluff.
The person turned on the tv, they had a knife on Spencer's neck. It happened in a second. They sliced the knife from ear to ear. Emily could see the blood dripping and then suddenly the tv got turned off.
"Spencer!" She screamed " You son of a bitch, I will kill you!" She could feel the tears burning in her eyes.
The voice spoke up through the speakers "Next time when I say choose, you fucking choose"
In reality, the knife was a prop, with fake blood but Emily didn't find out a week later. So for seven days, Emily thought she got Spencer killed. It wasn't until the power went out and their door opened and she took a peek outside that she saw Spencer alive and well. They all got out of their room to hug each other.
And by the look on Spencer's face, she also thought Emily got killed. Neither said anything, they just hugged each other.
With the power being out, this was the chance they had to escape. So they ran through the concrete hallway, finding a stair going upstairs. When they got outside they could hear old time music playing, there was an electric fence surrounding the door to the bunker.
They stayed outside for 3 days, with no water, no food and nothing but each other to keep warm. On the third day the door opened and they had no choice but to go back inside. The only other time they would see each other was during one of the games.
After that she didn't know what to believe, because she knew they were all being tortured and that's how the person got into their heads. Making them doubt what was real and what wasn't.
It took exactly two days for the person to pick up the games again. This time it was much more cruel and painful.
They ended up breaking both Spencer and Emily at the same time. They made them choose who gets to go on the table and who gets to watch as the other was carved.
"Choose!"
Emily spoke before Spencer "Me, whatever it is, me"
"Em, no!"
"Spencer, it's okay. I can take it"
While they were debating, the person had enough and sprayed Emily with a knockout gas, just enough to make her weak. They untied her and placed her on the table. That's how she got all the scars on her back.
They would use various sharp tools. From scalpel to a butcher knife. They made a cut from the back of Emily's neck to her lower back, each time the cut was starting to heal, they would cut it again and again.
Each time, they would make the girls choose who gets to go on the table. The only common denominator was Emily. They would always pick Emily. It was always, Emily or Aria, Emily or Hanna, Emily or Spencer. Each time Emily will always volunteer herself.
There was one day where it was Aria or Emily, but this time, the person took it too far. Instead of using a sharp object. This person decided to step up their game and used fire. They burned Emily on her back, the pain was so unbearable that she passed out.
"Emily?" Aria said, noticing Emily's eyes were closed.
No response.
"Emily!" She tried getting out of the chair but was unsuccessful.
"You son of a bitch! You killed her!" She said, tears pouring from her face.
She started screaming so much that person put the knockout gas on Aria's face.
Emily woke up a day later. She was in her room, on the floor and covered in sweat. She spotted two pills of Ibuprofen and a glass of water. She could still feel her skin being on fire. She could hear Aria calling out for her, she could still feel the pain in her voice.
Not even a week later, they started the game again.
Sarah reached for Emily's hand "Are you okay?"
Emily snapped out of the memory and glanced at Sarah's hand on top of hers.
"Yes I'm okay… the memories come out of nowhere sometimes" She pulled her hand back as casually as she could and picked up her coffee.
"Happens to me too"
They had small talks for the next thirty minutes. After Emily insisted on paying for their coffee, she sent a text to Alison.
Emily: Can I get a ride Ms. DiLaurentis?
She got a response in a matter of seconds.
Alison: At your service She added two kissing emoji.
She put her phone in her back pocket and grinned.
Sarah noticed the smile on her face but ignored it. "Could we do this again? I had fun" She took a step closer to Emily.
"Sure, I'll let you know" Totally oblivious as to how close Sarah actually was to her.
The blonde went in for a kiss, it took Emily by surprise. Seconds later she pulled back.
"Uh..-What was that for?" still taken back by it.
"I'm sorry, I just thought…- I'm sorry I must have misread the signs" She said embarrassingly but with a smile on her face, which Emily didn't notice.
"It's okay, I should have made things more clearer"
After a few minutes of awkward silence, her saving grace arrived. She quickly said goodbye to Sarah as Alison was opening the door for her.
She walked over to Alison, cupped her cheeks with her hand, gently pushed her up against the car and kissed her. Alison could feel the urgency behind the kiss. She loses all motor function whenever they kiss.
Emily pulled away and smiled "Hi"
"Yea" was all Alison could say.
Neither noticed that Sarah was still watching them.
When they got in the car, the blonde looked at her curiously.
"Not that I'm complaining, but what was that for?" She asked while starting the car.
Emily wanted to lie but she also didn't wanna start this relationship with a lie "Promise you won't overreact?"
"You know damn well I can't promise that"
Emily was silent.
"Em, you're scaring me"
"Sarah kissed me…" she blurted out and looked at Alison "but I pulled away as soon as I realized what was happening" she added.
She couldn't get a reading on the blonde's face. Which was scary. Angry screaming Alison was predictable, but no emotions Alison was unpredictable. That could go from everything is fine to ending up in jail.
"Say something" Emily added.
"You're not gonna like what I have to say" Alison answered, eyes on the road.
"Say it"
"I told you this was date, maybe not for you but for her" She looked over at Emily.
"Shut and pay attention to the rode" she rolled her eyes and smiled "how was your errands?"
"Errands?… oh yea it went fine"
This little shit is lying to me Emily thought to herself. She decided to press her on it.
"What did you get?"
"Oh you know, things"
"Very specific" Emily said, sarcastically "you're being a little cagey"
"Who? Me?"
She kept grilling Alison the rest of the car ride. The blonde dodged every question.
They finally arrived back at Emily's apartment. As Emily was about to open the door, Alison placed her hand on top of hers stopping her from opening the door.
"Close your eyes"
"What?" Emily was surprised.
"You trust me, right?"
"With my life" Emily assured her.
"So close them"
Emily closed them and said " what are you up to you little squirrel"
Alison shushed her.
Alison put the brunette's hands on her shoulder and guided her through the living room, with Tito tailing behind them.
It was a little eerie for Emily to have her eyes closed but she trusted the blonde leading her.
"Sooo…" Alison spoke still guiding her "I hope I didn't step over the line, but I kind of did something"
"Oh boy"
She opened the door to the bedroom "okay open your eyes"
As soon as Emily did she saw her bedroom was empty, except for the bed in the middle of the room that was covered with a plastic bag. She looked at the blonde with a confused expression.
"I just thought, since it's hard for you to go in your room because it reminds you too much of that place" she motioned for Emily to walk in "I just thought maybe redecorating it could help?"
"Ali…-I" she didn't know what to say, so she just pulled Alison by her waist, kissed her with a smile on her face. The blonde's hands automatically went behind Emily's neck.
They pulled away from the kiss but remained inches from each other's face.
"What do you think?" Alison asked.
"This is very thoughtful. Thank you, Ali" she brought the blonde for a hug, resting her chin on her shoulder.
Alison could feel Emily hugging her extra tight. She placed a kiss on the brunette's shoulder.
A/N: Wow… not only did Emily get one kiss but two. What a player that Emily.
Sarah, learn to read the room damn.
Also that part that Alison was telling the time that she wasn't drunk made me laugh so hard the first time I saw the video that I had to include it.
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