@user:I wonder who she's with ^@user:probably nicole
@.lucasmiller:give me a chance? ^@ariellaturcotte:hm no 😘😘
@user:who is this boy and what is he doing here
@user:mommy
@nicole.phage:SHOTSSSS ^@ariellaturcotte:master
@user:damn
@user:her jeans don't even fit her anymore she's so skinny
@user:ugly
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@aricotte take alcohol away from us.. Liked by @lucassmill and 292 others
@lucassmill:never ^@aricotte:we are alcoholics
@urbaenicole:you still look hot he's ugly ^@lucassmill:BROO WHAT
@jhughes86:your always drinking ^@aricotte:yes i am
@lilhughes43:ALCOHOLIC!! ^@aricotte:nothing wrong with that
@lucassmill:don't trust us with alcohol ^@aricotte:I nearly stole someone's cat ^@katecods:ARIELLA TURCOTTE PUT THE CAT BACK ^@aricotte:I NEVER TOOK IT
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"Fuck I feel so sick" he mumbles face down on my bed.
"Then get the fuck up! Your not puking on my bed" I slap his back.
"I'm not gonna be si-" he gags.
"Get up!" I push him.
He runs to my bathroom and I hear him being sick. I groan grabbing my phone.
"How do you not feel sick" he mumbles with a toothbrush in his mouth.
"I know how to drink maybe?" I shrug "it's a lifestyle".
"When did you start?" He asks.
"Fifteen or something" I say as he goes to the bathroom.
He spits "what!".
"It's not that young" I tell him "how old where you".
"Well when I left my parents house eighteen but I didn't drink till I was twenty one" he says.
"You weren't aloud?" I ask.
"If my parents found out my ass would be whooped" we chuckle.
"Fair" I nod.
"Can I ask a question?" He gets back in my bed.
"Sure" I nod.
"Who's your ex?" He asks.
"Why?" I question.
"Doesn't matter do answer it if it makes you uncomfortable" he shakes his head "sorry".
"Your good" I tell him "his name is Trevor".
"Sounds like a dog name" I gasp.
"Fowl" I laugh.
"Yous gonna get back together?" He asks.
"Don't know he was making out with someone when I left" I shrug.
"He's your ex so why are you upset?" He questions.
"We hung out all summer basically and it just felt normal again so I was kind of hurt" I look at him "but I shouldn't be because you know".
"Yeah" he nods.
"I'm never so psycho but she was so annoying" I groan.
"I hate people like that" he sits up.
"I just went to say goodbye but she was rolling her eyes and when he said goodbye she literally grabbed his shirt to keep making out with him" I place my phone down "she was blonde too".
"Oof" he scoffs "your a hot blonde but let me tell you blonde isn't my type".
"What is then?" I ask him "brunette?"
"Nah I like gingers" he shrugs.
"Good choice" I smile.
"Mostly Madelaine Petsch she's gorgeous" he nods.
"I like her" I say.
"What your type?" He asks.
"Don't have one but the only boys I've dated are brunettes so.." I tell him.
"Dated? How many people have you dated?" he questions "I've only dated one girl".
"Well I've only dated two" I say "first one I hate second he's good".
"Trevor the second one?" He asks with a chuckle.
"Yep" I nod.
***
We passed out after our talk and gossip.
Lucas was sprawled out on my bed like a starfish his leg and arm over my body, I groan pushing him away and he hits my arm.
"Let me sleep" he mumbles.
"Well I'm getting up" I move.
"Mhm" he nods.
"Ew Lucas! You've got drool on my bed" I shout.
"Shut up" he covers his ears.
"Whatever" I grab my phone.
I don't get up I lay in bed for a couple more hours watching tiktok until he finally gets up.
