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(I believe so! Assuming that's Friday night?)
(I believe so! Assuming that's Friday night?)
(Okay so now I'm confused. Are we rping through Friday night?)
(Ah, I'm confusing myself.)
(To my understanding, we were just skipping to Friday, and rping for that. After that, I thought we would find something to advance the plot line a little, so we're not stuck in a rut.)
(But that's just what I thought.)
(Okay. Okay, that makes sense. Sorry I got lost lol. But yeah I can start. Maybe Friday evening would be the best place?)
(Seems like a good plan to me! And it's all good! I was totally confusing, and I know that)
(Got it! Give me a moment. You're fine. You were confusing, but I've also been like at half mental capacity all day lol.)
(Take your time! Though I am headed off for the night, so I'll have a better reply in the morning. And I feel that so hard, lol)
After classes Cicada had gone out to the local stores, the ones she could find at least, and bought what she could. She had a few makeshift shot glasses and the typical solo cups. A bottle (or two) of whiskey, a bottle of vodka (just to make sure they got reaaaal drunk), and a couple of cases of beer of varying qualities. It felt too proper to buy wine or any fancy alcohol, they were just college kids being stupid. She sent a text over to Phe, 'You coming over soon?'
'So you didn't forget.' Phoenix responded laughing a little as he made his way down the path. Estimating that he was about five minutes away, he let her know that he was already on his way. As soon as he had informed her, he tucked his phone away and started back on down the path. He was trying to enjoy his last few moments of peace before whatever she would have planned tonight. It wouldn't be good, that was for certain. But as long as it wasn't too illegal, he could get by it.
Cicada had maybe possibly already started drinking. It was only the cheap beer so it was having no effect yet. She checked her phone and smiled figuring she should greet him down front. Leaving the open can of beer in her room she began to make her way down to the first floor. It was on her way down that she realized she was just wearing a hoodie and sweatpants instead of her ‘usual’ dresses, okay chill, ’Nope. You’ll be here soon I’m guessing?’
Phoenix ran a hand through his hair, trying to relax. It was just going to be an interesting night. Nothing bad was going to happen. 'Right around the corner.' He texted back, trying to continue telling himself things would be fine. But the closer he got, the more anxious he got. What if after all this, he said something he would regret? Even worse, something Cicada would remember? "You're overreacting Phoenix. Just breath." He mumbled to himself, catching sight of her dorm.
Cicada saw the message and smiled at seeing Phoenix. She put her phone back into her pocket along with her hand. Her smile grew when she figured phoenix could see her and waved over at him. Honestly, her heart was racing knowing that after a week of keeping her feelings silent, they were definitely coming out tonight. In fact, she was counting on it. The only problem was she needed to not forget she told him, "Hey Phe!"
Phoenix smiled, and waved back as he put his phone away. "Hey Cicada! How are you doing today?" He called out, coming up closer to her. His smile was wide, and his arms were outstretched. "Good I'm hoping?" He asked her as he rested an arm on her shoulder in a half hug. "Because if not, guess it's only going to get better, now that I'm here." Phoenix joked with a little laugh.
"I'm doing good," Cicada responded giving him a half hug back and a laugh. She had a huge grin on her face and started leading him into the dorm. She was honestly really happy to see him, "You're doing good as well? You better be now that you're with me."
"Of course, it's nice to get to see you." Phoenix hummed, giving her a light smile as they made their way inside. He was trying so hard to distract himself as they walked on. He didn't want to think about the bad things that could happen. No matter how nervous he was, he couldn't let her know. "What did you get, for our fine evening tonight?"
"Oh some wonderful college drinks," Cicada said keeping up this act to match Phoenix though it felt strange. She was a little worried about tonight, and what she might end up doing. But she wasn't too worried, he, he had seen her at her worst and he was still around. She led him up the stairs and towards her dorm, "Cheap beer, slightly more expensive beer, and decent beer, along with some whiskey and vodka. "
Phoenix nodded, chuckling a little bit once she finished informing him what she had got. "Why, that's it? I'm surprised you didn't go all out." He admitted in a sarcastic tone. He was just hoping she hadn't spent too much money on all of this. "Though, I'd just like to hear reassurance. You really think this is a good idea?" Phoenix asked softly, chewing on his lip a little.
"I am a college student ya know? Even if I have a decent amount in the bank. But I really do think this is a good idea. It'll be fun, I promise," Cicada reassured him standing outside her dorm room. She looked over to him as she reached for her keys, it was an old habit of hers that for no matter how long she was out to lock her door, "Though what do you think? If you don't want to do it you can back out. I won't blame you for doing so."
"No- no I'll do it." Phoenix replied quickly, not sure why he did. Part of him really wasn't sure about this, but on the other hand, he didn't want to look like a coward. Especially to her. He couldn't back out, especially since she had paid for all of the drinks already. But he was honestly regretting ever mentioning anything about drinking in the first place. "I just… wanted to check with you." He mumbled a little dropping his head to the floor.
"Hey," Cicada looked over him. She kept her key in her hand and looked over at him. Her eyes were filled with concern as she put a hand on his shoulder, "If you really don't feel comfortable doing this today we can do it some other time? Or never if that's what you would prefer. We can always just hang out in my dorm room. You don't have to drink if you don't want to."
Phoenix glanced up at her, before flushing a little and dropping his gaze. "I- I'm going to do this. I kinda feel like I have to, even though you're saying I don't." He insisted in a soft tone, trying not to think much about her touch. "It's the principal of the matter. I can't back out now… I just won't go over the top." He tacked on to the end, starting to feel a little better.
"Okay," Cicada nodded letting go of his shoulder and turned to unlock her door. She let it swing open a little before turning back and giving him a reassuring smile, "That's fine with me. I can cut you off you need me too, that is if I'm still sober enough to do so. Just, don't feel pressure to do anything you don't want to do, okay? And just a warning I know when I'm drunk I can get… Assertive at times. Just know that if you say no I'll back off."
"I'll do that. Thanks, Cicada." Phoenix told her with a soft little smile. "That honestly makes me feel better. I was worried you'd think I was a wimp…" Admitting that, he dropped his head with a soft sigh. He really didn't want to think he couldn't handle this. Even though he wasn't sure he could. But he wanted to seem tough- the reason was unclear to himself, though.
"You're not a wimp for admitting you can't or don't want to do something," Cicada responded softly as she started to walk into her dorm room. She offered a hand to him with that lopsided smile of hers. Though it was a lot softer than mischievous, "Come on. Let's have some fun tonight okay? I've got a couple of board games if you want to do that and drink."
Phoenix let out a soft sigh, glad to hear that's what she thought. It was a nice change of pace. "Sounds like a good plan. It should be fun." He hummed as he took her hand. As he let her lead him on, he felt himself relax fully, and mind go slightly numb. He wasn't feeling as anxious as he had been. "What kind of games?"
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