Post Thirty-Two: Cause And Effect
Morgan Karma. There's no other way about it. I let her drink copious amounts of alcohol, even though I knew she hadn't eaten much. I even...
Post Thirty-One: Regurgitating What Was Regurgitated
Elli I'm literally dying...and not just from embarrassment. Although, the embarrassment feels like enough to kill me. Morgan is...
Post Thirty: Hesitation
Morgan Too many shots later, we were heading back to her place. The pub had closed and Natalie had disappeared. Elli could barely stand...
Post Twenty-Nine: Sexual Exploits
Elli I was mortified, and to be honest, Morgan looked like he was too. The last thing I wanted was for him to know about my sexual...
Post Twenty-Eight: Pressing The Implication
Morgan Elli was completely and utterly smashed. Even when we first met, and she was drinking straight rum out of her flask, she wasn't...
Post Twenty-Seven: Enforcing The Stereotype
Elli For the first time since I met Morgan, I truly wished I hadn't brought him into all of this. My life was at such a weird point. A...
Post Twenty-Six: With A Sense Of Perplexity
Morgan I couldn't tell if the way Natalie teased Elli was in good fun, or intentional digs. Even though they had seemingly been friends...
Post Twenty-Five: Seriously
Elli “Okay. It's not like I'm not happy for you guys,” Natalie called to us through my bedroom door, “but it's been like two days, do you...
Post Twenty-Four: Everything I Need To Know
Morgan Elli didn't say anything, she just stared at me, unblinking. Her face was splotchy and her eyes were red, like she had been...
Post Twenty-Three: Hysterical Mess
Elli I had to get out of there. I barely got a few steps away before I could feel the tears streaking down my face. I couldn't wipe them,...
