June.
I walked into the party with Kelly, I didn’t bother wearing any of her heels because I was a bigger size, so I kept my flat shoes on. I didn’t get a call back from Ari and she didn’t respond to my text either.
So I went out, hoping that maybe I would get a response later.
It was past 12 when we got there, and I had taken two drinks. Kelly was sticking to me, though I wanted her to go off and dance.
“That’s if you’re going to dance with me.” She urged. “I brought you here, so I can’t leave you off, I can’t write a statement you know.”
I chuckled softly and drank from the glass. “You don’t have to worry about me.”
“Then dance with me.”
I nodded, and kept my phone and bag on the table with a mutual friend of Kelly who was also at the party and in the same place as us.
We
