"Where Are You Joey?"

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Amanda's POV
You pinched the bridge of your nose. Joey was suppose to be home a couple hours ago. He promised that he'll be safe when he went off to party with the guys.

Don't worry I'll be fine, I promise I won't get shit faced.

You rolled your eyes at that statement. One of your many cats rubbed up against your leg and you sighed. Suddenly the phone rang and you picked it up.
"HelllllLLLllllOooooOoooO." A very drunk sounding Joey said.
"Where are you?" You asked calmly.
"I'm somewhere." Joey answered vaguely.
"No Joey, like where are you I'm coming to pick you up." You said more impatiently.
"If I'm beinnnn honest, I don't know." Joey answered shortly.
You groaned in annoyance.
"Are you kidding me?" You mumbled tiredly.
"Hey can I tell you something?" Joey asked.
"What?" You said tiredly.
"You're amazing." He said.
"Listen, is one your band mates not totally drunk?" You asked.
"I guess, Acey was suppose to drive." He answered.
"Hand the phone over to Acey." You demanded.
There was some noises and you assumed the phone was being handed over.
"Hey." Acey answered.
Thank fucking god he's not drunk, you thought to yourself.
"Where are you guys? I'm gonna come over there and pick Joey up." You asked.
There was a moment of silence and you narrowed your eyes.
"Acey?" You asked.
You heard him inhale a little and then sigh deeply.
"To be quite frank with you, I don't know where we are." Acey replied slowly.
"What?! How the fuck do you not know where you are, aren't you the only one who isn't drunk." You said angrily.
"You think I'm not drunk?" Acey asked.
"Oh my god." You snapped." Can you at least fucking ask where you guys are?"
"I can do that." Acey replied.
There was some more noises and you heard Acey talk to somebody.
"What's up?" Wednesday asked over the phone.
You made a noise.
"Do you know where you guys are?" You demanded.
"Yeah we're at that local bar across town. The one where they have goats on the roof." Wednesday answered.
"Fucking finally, can you babysit Joey while I drive over to pick him up?" You asked.
"Yeah totally." Wednesday replied.
"Great I'll be there soon." You said.
You hung up the phone and mumbled a lot of things while you put on your shoes and grabbed the car keys. You thought a lot of things as you drove to the bar.
Once you pulled up you saw the band and Joey waiting outside. His once nice make up was smeared but he didn't look as bad as Eric who was currently passed out on the ground.
"What the hell happened?" You asked.
"Bar hopping." Wednesday answered.
"Oh my god you guys." You mumbled.
"Hey we're just trying to have fun." Wednesday replied.
"Fine whatever, I'll see you guys around." You said shortly.
You steered Joey towards the car and helped him get in. Joey was out by the time you got home. You had to carry him inside.
"I'm never letting you do that again." You mumbled as you watched him sleep for a little bit.

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