Courtney
We're only two hours into the party and I'm already exhausted. I feel like I should be living in the moment and enjoying myself, but this feels more like work than fun. Ryder and I have been desperately trying to make our way over to the food, but someone always catches us just before we get there and we get caught up in yet another conversation.
I just want some damn cake. Is that so much to ask?
Just as I feel like the latest conversation is wrapping up, my mouth begins to water at the sight of that triple layered chocolate cake sitting on the table next to me. I find myself inching closer and closer to it until I'm just a few feet away. I specifically bought the dress I'm wearing so I could eat until my heart's content and not have to answer any awkward questions a
