June 8th, 2018 at 06:32pm
“You’re so fucking lucky that I love you.” Elise said, shooting a look her best friend Eleanor’s way. She knew that she probably could have figured out a way to weasel her way out of this situation if she really wanted to, but she’d known Eleanor since they were both eight, and she knew that more effort would be required than she was willing to give in order to come up with a really good excuse. The brunette could be pretty fucking relentless when she wanted to be, and she’d been badgering Elise about her thesis film project for months now. Ever since she’d come up with the concept really, and at first Elise had flat out denied her friend’s suggestion, but Eleanor had continued to bring it up over the course of the fall semester, and the early months of the spring semester, and now here she was. Getting ready to kiss a complete stranger. Things could have been a lot worse truthfully, but Elise had never been one to go out and kiss a random guy she’d met at a bar, let alone someone she literally was going to be introduced to all of maybe a minute before she was swapping spit with them. It sounded a lot worse when she put it that way…You better get a fucking A on this project, Eleanor, or I swear to fucking God…
Dan could tell that Josh was pissed at the lot of them. Truthfully, it hadn’t been the drummer’s idea, it was all Max and Matt, but he did think that the singer needed to stop posting such cryptic things on social media, and that he needed to move on. The whole situation was fucked, and he felt bad that things had gone south the way that they had considering the pair had been together for as long as they had and Josh was certain that he’d be spending the rest of his life with the bird, but sometimes life really fucked people over. In this case it had, but wallowing around his flat, writing really depressing songs, and posting equally as depressing shit on Twitter wasn’t going to make things any better, and he did think that the singer needed a push to get back out there and look for someone else, but maybe this wasn’t the best way to go about it. He’d tried telling the others that, but Max had pretty much insisted that it was precisely what Josh needed at the moment, and of course he never would have agreed to this if any of them had told him what was going on, but the drummer was pretty damn certain that this simply wasn’t going to end well at all. “It could be a lot worse, mate.” He said. “The lot of them were only looking out for you.”