Nikki raised both her eyebrows now. "Oh the agnony of not recieving letters from you!" said Nikki, sticking her tongue out. "The owl's owner's equally rebellious, you two suit each other," she commented, grinning satisfiedly.
"Ahh...hangovers are familiar grounds for both of us then, judging by your observation. Or have you been around too many evil, drunken men??" It had been only two years since Peony and Nikki had graduated, yet she was talking as if they were middleaged people already. It felt like a lot of time had gone by because they hadn't spent one day apart in school. "Can't be...you're 19, too."
Nikki snorted. "One night stands are not for me. I didn't come here looking for one." |