>>32367572>And she downed the glass like an absolute champ, shaking her head as the buzz hit her
“Wanted to talk to me? We never talked. Even when we were… whatever we were.”>”Yeah… that’s the problem. We didn’t talk, then you disappeared. Kinda fucked up.”
“No, what’s fucked up is bringing your girlfriend —was I even your girlfriend?– to one of your shows, then getting so drugged out of your mind you can’t even remember her name.”>Vinyl hung her head>”Yeah… I wanted to apologize to you for that, but I guess it’s not gonna do much good.”
“Not a ton. But it’s a start.”>”I’m sorry.”>Vinyl said it plainly, with no hint of sarcasm, annoyance, or any other subversion in her voice>Sunset shrugged
“There we go, I guess. I guess I can forgive you too. But that doesn’t fix things between us.”>”Yeah. It doesn’t.”>Both girls returned to their drinks>Vinyl raised the vodka to her mouth, then pushed it away>”Yo,” she said to the bartender. “I’ll take what she had.">With a shrug, the woman behind the bar passed Vinyl a glass of juice>"What?" she asked as she sipped it. "I can go clean too."
"I wish I could believe you.">Vinyl sighed, and both girls drank in relative silence>"What do I have to do?" Vinyl asked out of nowhere
"For what?">"For... fuck, I dunno. To get a second chance.">Sunset shrugged
"I don't think there's anything you can do. As long as you're a part of all this...">Sunset gestured to the crowd of gyrating dancers that hemmed them in on all sides
"...I'm not gonna be able to trust you. I wish I could, Scratch. But I'm never gonna feel okay when I know you're mixed up in this every night."