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[color=crimson]TIME[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Night[/color]
[color=crimson]INTERACTING WITH[/color] ⤑ Arthur [Crush]
[color=crimson]FEELING[/color] ⤑ [color=hotpink]Uh oh...[/color]
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Time was up already? Then again, Eva had been enjoying herself way too much. She pouted as Arthur backed off, still intoxicated, and she blinked a few times as her eyes adjusted to the light. Shoot, her limbs felt a little numb, why was that? She figured Gigi's concoction was finally slamming her, and boy was it a doozy. She didn't quite hear what Arthur was saying at her, her eyes examining him, though she felt his hand on her neck. He was rubbing it? Not really what she would've thought was sexy, but okay. No, it was like when you had a smudge or something. It was probably ink, considering he had lifted her onto the desk, and admittedly she wasn't really concerned with it. She didn't want it to end, not yet, she felt like they just got started! Did it have to end there? A tiny, timid thought popped into her mind that said maybe the entire thing was a booze filled fantasy.

Putting her hand where he was rubbing, for a split second she thought he was referring to her scar. But that healed a few months back, didn't it? After being there for so long she remembered how relieved she was to see it gone. Ugh, wait, what was it that he said? She couldn't quite think straight, placing both her hands on his chest. All she really knew was that she wanted him really badly. Her hands ended up gripping his shirt, and without really thinking, she pulled him down to her as she put her face close to his, their lips centimeters apart when--

"[color=orange]OI! WE'RE LEAVING![/color]" An extremely drunk Alyssa shouted into the room, though at the very least she had the courtesy to close the door behind her.

Eva jumped, Alyssa's voice about as effective as some cold water being thrown on her. Wow, she was hot now that she thought about it. Releasing Arthur, she leaned back slightly, only realizing she was out of breath somehow. Knowing Alyssa, if she didn't join her soon, she'd come marching in and physically drag her out. But she wanted to pick this up again, and as she looked at Arthur, an idea popped into her head. Her hand fumbled around the desk, though she found what she was looking for, at least. Clicking the pen in her hand, she reached under his sleeve and pushed it up slightly. Taking his wrist in her hand, she squinted as she steadily wrote something, the pen going over twice to make sure it was legible. After making sure she got it right, she clicked the pen once more, lazily tossing it behind her.

"[color=pink]I have to go but...Just in case you're interested,[/color]" Eva said, motioning towards his arm with a small smile. "[color=pink]Call me.[/color]"

Hopping off the desk, she winced slightly as she opened the door, the low rumbling of whoever was still around buzzing in her ears. Now that she was on her own two legs, however, she found it exceedingly difficult to walk straight, continuously bumping into the wall as she made her way to the entrance. Gigi was holding onto Alyssa, who was singing something and hanging off her friend. It looked like she had drank more, and the brunette gave a cheer once she saw Eva. Straightening herself up, she helped Gigi and took Alyssa's other arm, and together they guided her to Helene's car.

"[color=pink]Wait, where's Helene?[/color]" Eva asked as Gigi unlocked the car.

"[color=orange]Dealing with her 'panther',[/color]" Alyssa broke out into a fit of giggles at her own pun, though let out a yell as Gigi pushed her in.

"[color=orangered]Don't worry about Helene, get in,[/color]" Gigi instructed her, though her eyes flickered to Eva's neck as she climbed into the car. "[color=orangered]...rather aggressive, was he?[/color]"

"[color=pink]Huh?[/color]" Eva watched as Gigi went around the car, and Alyssa let out a gasp as Gigi entered. "[color=pink]What? What is it?[/color]"

"[color=orange]Holy shit, go Arthur![/color]" Alyssa brushed Eva's hair off her neck to get a better look. "[color=orange]Way to mark his territory, Ricardo's kiss was nothing compared to this beast![/color]"

Eva's hand flew to her neck, and it hit her. She pulled down the visor, the tiny light illuminating her a bit as she tried to get a look at it. A hickey! Arthur gave her a hickey! Never in her life have complete satisfaction and pure horror clashed so much in her heart. Flipping the visor up, she panicked. This was good, right? Wait, what was she saying? She had an audition tomorrow! People would see it! Oh god, and if she went home now, then...! "[color=orange]Your mom is going to FLIP![/color]" Alyssa burst into laughter, voicing her thought unintentionally. Flip wasn't even the right word. She could already hear her yelling, giving her a speech about being a whore and--and--what the hell was she going to do?!

"[color=pink]It'll go away by tomorrow, right?[/color]" Eva asked, her hand covering it as Gigi began to drive. Thank god she hadn't given it any attention when she was still with Arthur, because she would've completely lost it in front of him. "[color=pink]It's not a bruise! It'll go away by the time I get up, right?[/color]"

Gigi's gray eyes connected with hers for a moment. "[color=orangered]I would invest in a scarf,[/color]" She suggested as she looked back to the road.

"[color=pink]In [I]August[/I]?![/color]"

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