The rest of the night went well--no nightmares, no flashbacks, nobody choked or got sick or broke one of Annabelle's favorite crystal wine glasses. That sounded like a success.

Lucas spent all of Sunday with her as well, and took her to a local football game.

Annabelle didn't know why--or just happened. Maybe it was the three beers she had consume; maybe it was a drunken idea of romantic idealization. Maybe it was just impulse. Maybe it was because she had no friends.

Either way, on came Twitter, up came Louis Willis, DM page slid on.

Hi, it's me again! Do you like football? My brother just took me to a game; I've never been before! It's super awesome!

I think I'm more drunk than my brother is!!

Have I told you about my ex-boyfriend, Jeb? Yeah, he was a real dirtbag. I know, I know, not surprising. Sexual abuse victim gets involved with a sex addict? No surprise there. Did I mention he was on drugs? I broke that relationship off sometime during my therapy. So I'm totally free. Just saying. ;)

-Annabelle.

When she woke up, her head hurt.

Great, she thought. Hungover.

She glanced at her phone, seeing that Lucas had posted to instagram; wonderful, a drunk Annabelle video. Videos of touchdowns, a cute sibling selfie that she saved to her phone.

Big sis always taking care of me. He had captioned it, and she smiled.

So much fun! She typed in the comments. Now to find the Tylenol!

She did just that, and after showering she went to work. And then home, and to work, and to work again. She was lying in bed that night when several notifications came up.

Could you believe I was sober? Lucas texted.

Nope but somehow you managed it. And three hot dogs.

I'm just special. ;)

Theresa Aleno liked a post you were tagged in. Instagram told her. Theresa, and old high-school friend of hers, hardly spoke to them now--she had a fiancé and two children--but she made sure to keep in touch when she could.

Louis Willis posted to instagram. Annabelle hesitated, intrigued, then clicked the notification. A video started playing, one clearly taken by a friend. Louis obviously had no idea, as he was taking a bite of a large chicken sandwich, not-so-gracefully, and getting mayonnaise all over his face and shirt.

"Hey Louis," an unseen person said.
"Yeah?"
"Look over here, mate."
Louis swallowed and looked over, blinked, and slapped a hand towards the camera.
"Was that sandwich good, mate?" The unseen person laughed as Louis failed to grab the phone.
"You are not posting that."
"Am too,"

Louis pulled a tomato off the sandwhich and threw it to his friend before taking another bite, and the video ended as the tomato hit the camera.

The caption read, and I call this dweeb my best friend. #ThankYouChildhood #HeWasMyNeighbor

Annabelle laughed and commented That's better than being caught drunk!

Here she took to Twitter, where he had also uploaded the video. Clearly he was laughing about it.

Hey again Louis,

So the hangover wasn't bad as it could have been! My brother was sober the entire time.

I'm so sorry for drunk messaging you!

The football game was great though.

I just saw your instagram video, the #HeWasMyNeighbor one? I said it was better than being drunk on camera--because oh yeah, that happened. My brother put it on instagram and everything. Oh to be me. ^_^

Hope the sandwhich was good as it looked. I consider myself half vegetarian, which means it's perfectly okay for me to wish I had been eating it instead of you. Just saying. :)

I have some of your music on my laptop right now as I'm lying in bed, waiting for sleep to come. I'm loving "Carry Me, Hold Me."

'Carry me, hold me / tell me dear, that you dream about you and me and what we can be / I know life gets hard sometimes / but even still, you're always on my mind / and I know that you'll never leave / with you by my side I could never grieve / because you carry me, you hold me / and I know everything that you and I could be / carry me, hold me / the way I do with you / loving everything you do / big or small / it can even be the littlest things / they all make me love you /so please darling tell me that you love me / that you always want to be with me / carry me, hold me.'

BEAUTIFUL. *SLOW. CLAPS. HERE.'
Well, there's my dramatic applause for the day.

Have a good night. :)

-Annabelle

P.S. I'M SORRY I KEEP SENDING YOU YOUR OWN DAMN LYRICS. YOU'RE BREAKING ME.