We need to get married

Marissa sat outside on the porch, staring into space as the warm breeze swept through her hair. She was lost in thought, replaying the events of the party in her head.

As she sat there, lost in thought, Lexi approached her with a glass of hot milk.

"Hey, Marissa," Lexi said, offering her the glass. "Are you okay?"

Marissa shook her head, accepting the drink. "Not really. That party was a disaster."

Lexi nodded in agreement. "I can't believe Alicia ruined everything. I swear, if I see her again, I'm going to rip all her hair out."

Marissa chuckled at Lexi's fiery response. "Calm down, Lexi. We don't want to stoop to her level."

"I know, but she deserves it," Lexi said, her voice dripping with anger.

Marissa took a sip of her milk, feeling the warmth spread through her body. "I've had enough of Alicia already. She's gone too far this time."

Lexi sat down next to her, her expression softening. "What are you going to do?"