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[sub][color=FFE5CC]Mentions: [color=FF4DE1]Savannah[/color] [@NeoAJ], [color=4682B4]Nicholas[/color] [@metanoia], and [color=6BB8CF]Talya[/color] [@HaleyTheRandom][/color][/sub]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/uGE47iW.png?1[/img][/center][color=FFE5CC]Tyler Jane couldn’t help but smirk as she tipped the cup in her hand as well as her head back until the rest of the drink was finished. As she threw the solo into the trash, she winked at the blonde [color=ffa54d]“Call it a cheap shot all you want, Sav. I just know what I need to do in order to get what I want.”[/color] The redhead explained the motive behind her action; a bit of a double entendre for the moment at hand never hurt anyone. 

It was the alcohol that was doing something to her- she was confident while sober, but the booze just enhanced her natural self assurance. The redhead didn’t want to walk on eggshells around Nicholas and she didn’t need to. As much as she liked him, and as much as she craved being with him, a boy was not going to waltz in and try to ruin her night with little games. Considering everything that had occurred, Tyler was a little bit worried about how Savannah would react to Nicholas’ advances, but mentally sighed in relief when she didn’t take the bait. This was the Savannah she knew- the one who stood up for her and was always on her side. It was clear that a boy was not going to come in between the two again- if Nicholas didn’t understand where they stood, it was obvious now that they were calling him out. A united force against bullshit, if you will.

Tyler Jane watched intently as Nicholas’ eyes met hers and he began to reply to the two of them. He may have been smiling on the outside, but she could for sure tell he was annoyed, maybe a little jealous. Nonetheless she had him exactly where she wanted him. Even if he said he was the hero in his own narrative, she didn’t know yet if he was the hero in hers. That was for them both to figure out later on. 

And then Talya walked up and asked Savannah to dance, which completely caught the redhead off guard.

It wasn’t a bad thing- it was [i]far[/i] from a bad thing- but deep down, Tyler Jane was extremely confused. She saw the way that the blonde’s eyes lit up as the darker haired girl approached and it did not appear to be platonic in the slightest. Had Savannah always felt this way? In their late night conversations, she had never mentioned being attracted to girls. Did she not trust her friends enough to confide in them? Yes, they may have only known each other for a short amount of time in the grand scheme of things, but she would have hoped that the blonde could trust them. Maybe Erica already knew and she was the odd man out? So many questions swirled in Tyler's mind that she didn’t even care that Savannah had just won the game of pong. 

Nicholas’ smooth voice flowed, and it was not the question she was expecting to hear in the slightest. Of course, the minute the two of them are left alone, he decides to ask about Savannah instead of herself. With a feigned careless shrug, the redhead moved away from the table and towards the boy, her shoulder just grazing his, and gazed out onto the dance floor where the two girls had disappeared to. [color=ffa54d]“I doubt not for very long considering Monday’s events…”[/color] Tyler Jane’s voice faltered, and her facial expression demonstrated she just had recalled something, turning back to look at Nicholas before continuing. 

[color=ffa54d]“Oh that’s right, [i]Monday[/i]. You remember that? When we were out there,”[/color] She nodded her head towards the window where the front of the building stood [color=ffa54d]“And got a little caught up in [i]whatever[/i] that was.”[/color] The girl exchanged the sweet smile he had given her moments ago and mimicked Nicholas’ actions from earlier that week, letting her fingers trail up his arm as a little reminder. As she did so, she realized that this was probably the first time she had ever touched him. 

But as quickly as the contact happened, she pulled her hand away and gave him a raised eyebrow. [color=ffa54d]“But, what do I know- that was Monday, today is Friday. Things change. And like you were about to say before you were so rudely interrupted...this party isn’t all that private, now is it.”[/color] Tyler Jane spoke matter of factly, alluding to something else the boy had said during their interaction on Monday about privacy and getting another chance.

[color=ffa54d]“I think it’s time for another drink.”[/color] The girl gestured to the makeshift bar set up in the center of the room and the lack of cup in her hand at the current moment. Alcohol seemed to be the only right answer.[/color]