𝟬𝟭𝟴. once upon a time

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𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻, happy turkey day𝗲𝗽𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗱𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗲 - 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗳 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗶𝗲

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𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻, happy turkey day
𝗲𝗽𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗱𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗲 - 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗳 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗶𝗲.
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PER OUR THANKSGIVING TRADITIONS, not checking Gossip Girl for a whole day

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PER OUR THANKSGIVING TRADITIONS, not checking Gossip Girl for a whole day. While my family tries to make their way home for this holiday. Thinking back to last year's Thanksgiving; it can never get worst, right?

"I mean, who gets wasted on Thanksgiving?" B questions as I support a very drunk Serena. Making the blond giggle, "The holidays are lonely for people. I wanted to keep them company." she tells Blair.

Pulling away she spins around loudly cheering, "Your mom is freaking out!" I tell her, "So, our mom is freaking out." B continues, "What, which means you two freak out? Blair, Val, it's my duty as your best friend to let you cut the cords. Go nuts. Come on!"

Sighing B holds her with me. As I am the smallest of all our friends. They can easily lift me up and take me anywhere if they wanted too, "Let's do shots!" S suggests, "I told Lily that you were out buying a pie." B replies.

Immediately gaining the blond's attention, "Oh, pie." she breaths out, "Where is your purse?" I ask Serena. Glancing back at the bar she smiles sweetly at me, "Just, stay here. I will get it." I sigh, "No, V!" B calls as I step in the surprisingly crowded bar.

"Serena stay here. Don't move, or hit on anything." Blair says before walking into the bar herself.

Standing by the bar a man comes awfully close. Pushing his face off I take a sanitiser from my bag. Cleaning my hands deeply, "Don't talk to me." I shush before he can say anything.

"I'm impressed." a familiar voice says. Turning around my brows furrow, "Tommy?" I question. Seeing the brunette, "Hey." he grins, "What are you doing here?" I ask him confused — drunken day drinkers didn't seem to be his usual crowed than again nothing really is.

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