When they arrived back at Jade’s apartment, Carson had already let herself in and was drinking straight out of a bottle of Chardonnay. The bottle was already half empty.
“I see this is a bit more serious than you let on,” Jade remarked, taking in the sight of her little sister, drinking wine out of the bottle while sitting on her kitchen counter.
“I mean Emily’s a slut, so I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised,” the girl shrugged.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Perrie asked. She watched as Carson’s eyes shifted between Perrie and her sister. Realizing that Carson probably preferred to speak to her sister alone, Perrie excused herself from the kitchen and wandered into the living room.
Perrie took a seat on a comfy couch, realizing that it was nothing like the one that had been in it
