Demyan
After an hour we all met up at Vasilisa's to get ready for our night out. Nicole had come over as well because there was no way she was going to miss partying with Malia again. The last time we went out was in Monaco five years ago. The last party Malia had been to was the one five years ago with Igor, Vasilisa and EJ.
She was buzzing and it made me happy to see her excited about going out again. For months she barely wanted to step foot out of the house and now that she was taking initiative there was no way I could deny us painting the town red. She had changed by leaps and bounds in the past year and few months that I felt reassured she was alright.
"I'm not wearing that," I chuckled as I ran my fingers through my hair. "The top will practically be a sock to me now." I stared at the two piece outfit I somehow managed to fit into five years ago. It looked small enough to fit Lia now.
