Georgie
We walked through the house and to the side garden. It was slightly less populated and I didn’t mind the fresh air over the stale, alcohol-stained air from inside the house. Sierra reached into the eski and fetch us both drinks. She handed me a cruiser and I twisted the lid off.
“Guava?” I asked Sierra as I read the side of the glass bottle.
“Personally, my favourite.” Sierra shrugged as we walked around the back of the house to the deck.
I took a sip. It wasn’t too bad. Sickly sweet, but not undrinkable.
Eventually, we spotted Tom and Theo on the steps at the back of the house. They were chatting to each other when an arm was wrapped around Theo’s neck. I watched as Theo’s body tensed as the girl whispered something in his ear and my fists balled in my lap. I recognised h
