italics ~ elliot

friday may 11th 1:32 am est

elliot and grace had just ubered home from their very last college party. elliot went to her room, changed into her comfiest shorts and t-shirt, and went to the bathroom to take off her makeup. her head hit her pillow, but she couldn't get her eyes to shut or her slightly intoxicated mind to stop racing.

relax, she told herself, go to your happy place.

she found herself pulling up a familiar contact on her phone.

incoming call from "el"

"carter?" her voice broke.

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"can you just talk to me, tell me a story or something"

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"mhmm" she shut her eyes.

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elliot replied only with a half-asleep chuckle.

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