Funny how the more one drank, no matter how not-so-tasty it was, the easier it seemed to go down. The burning in her throat between the acid of the orange juice and the alcohol content of the tequila sure seemed to help. And holy crap, she needed it.
Her legs agreed wholeheartedly as her cheeks flushed.
Naea admitted to herself it was rather odd that this person that she barely knew was being rather affectionate (in the besty-friendy type way; not the bi-curious roommate-friend way) and comforting her. "One would think, but who knows. Sometimes they don't let people out on a lease unless both parties sign a release." She grumbled softly. "Goddamn David. Maybe I can sell his shit and get something out of it, anyway. I think I saw another number for this place. I'll try tomorrow. I just... I don't want to stop taking classes to work more to cover the loss, but I don't see how I can't.
"Anyway, Kami..." She finally mustered up a smile and sighed, looking her friend over. "Thanks for all this. Yeah, it does seem odd how people keep coming together here." A little bit of a longer sip; a face made. Wow, it was getting warm in there. "Glad we met, though. It's nice to be able to talk to someone about my issues and not be judged for it."