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"i really hope i didn't miss much." arabella mumbled to herself as she tightened her jacket around her, trying to warm herself up from the harsh winter weather.
spoting the cuthburt's house, the girl hurried her pace and quickly thanked jerry for opening the gate for her before making her way to the front door. she knocked twice, rocking on the heels of her feet as she waited. a minute later the door swung opened, and arabella's eyes widened at the sight in front of her.
"arabella!" anne exclaimed and wrapped her arms around her best friend's waist. "we have been waiting hours for you to arrive."
"goodness, anne, are you drunk?!" the harper girl whisper-yelled as she pulled her red haired friend to arms length.
anne threw her head back as she giggled hysterically. "noo, why would you ever think that?"
arabella pulled the cuthbert inside the house and dragged her to the living room, where she found diana chugging down the last bit of wine inside her glass cup. the girl looked towards arabella and immediately ran towards her with a goofy grin. "ella, you're here!"
"not you, too." arabella groaned as the two girls clung onto her. she looked towards the table the two girls were previously seated at and saw a half-empty bottle of red currant wine. "oh, dear."
suddenly, anne loudly gasped and pulled back from her friend the slightest bit. "you're just in time for the dress up!" the red head pulled her two friends towards the staircase - however, arabella stopped before they could go up the first step.
"actually, i need to speak to jerry for a moment. you both go first." she excused herself and jogged outside to talk to the french boy. "excuse me, jerry, do you how long it will be until marilla comes back?"
"i do not know, sorry." the boy stated, watching as the girl ran her fingers through her hair, frustrated.
"once you see her, do you mind telling her to hurry inside? i really need to speak to her."
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