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[indent][indent]Willow was doing great! She had her rum and coke, as well as peace of mind when it was just herself and Rudy the bartender.  Things were pleasant, and Willow [i]believed[/i] she could handle tonight. All is well, after all.

The first (not staff) face Willow saw was Allison, wearing a gorgeous pink number suiting her light skin. Willow suddenly felt like her dark dress couldn't compare. Willow gave Allison a smile, waving at her from across the bar in greeting. Just as she was ready to stand up and greet her old bridesmaid properly, her eyes caught a bright green shape approaching the bar. 

[i]'Holy Jesus disco-dancing-'[/i] Willow was stunned. Tara blew everyone away with her green cocktail dress, including Willow who least expected it. The last time she saw Tara in so much colour was at her wedding, forcing poor Rocky to wear light blue at the altar beside her and--

[i]Focus, Willow.[/i]

[color=9a503d]"Rocky! You- Wow, clearly you've won the glow up of the reunion!"[/color] Willow peered at Allison, wondering if she thought the same. [color=9a503d]"Unfortunately I doubt these girls are suitable for laps,"[/color] Willow pointed at her heels, a lame attempt at a joke cracked. [color=9a503d]"But I'm not complaining. The torture of heels is worth doing no more laps."[/color]

[i]First joke of the night, good job Wills.[/i]

She then proceeded to squeeze Allison and Tara in a warm hug. Despite it being years since she'd seen their faces, Willow didn't feel [i]as[/i] uncomfortable as she was expected. Truly, was luck really on her side tonight? [color=9a503d]"I haven't seen you guys in so long, how have you been?"[/color] The more she could avoid talking about her own life, the better. She directed the question towards both the girls, but it wasn't long before Lady Luck laughed.

Willow stiffened at the sound of Grayson's voice. She whirled around, realising that while she had been distracted with internally gloating at her success, he had taken the third and final seat at the bar. He left a respectable distance between himself and the girls, which Willow realised was for the best. That man had somehow managed to wrong every girl standing in front of him in some way. 

[i] Where're your balls now, Wills?[/i]

[color=9a503d]"Ah..-"[/color] Willow made a strange noise as she considered Grayson's offer. It was tempting to ignore him for the rest of the evening, but what good would it be? Willow glanced briefly at the girls beside her, almost as if hoping someone would speak up first... But... Nobody did.

[color=9a503d]"There's... there's no need for hostility..."[/color] Willow finally let out, hesitantly as if she were testing the waters. [color=9a503d]"We're grown adults, it's... it's time to move on from the past."[/color] The words felt sour on her tongue, insincere, like she was anticipating things to go wrong very quickly.[/indent][/indent][/color]