Laura + Hugo
Going out twice in one week wasn't something that Laura usually did, but there hadn't been any denying the weird restless feeling that was crawling through her. She felt reckless and defiant, rebel without a cause, and it was a good thing she couldn't get drunk considering she was practically paying the bartender's entire wage tonight. She'd probably regret that later, but, oh well. Right now it was too fun to knock back another shot of mezcal, sweat forming beads on her skin and dampening the hems of her dress.