when we meet again. {thomas raggi}

drunk decisions.

(a/n: just to clarify: there's no pandemic in this story! :) also this one's a lill longer so hope y'all enjoy)

Surrounded by loud music and people, the group cheered as Klara took her first shot. It took her a while, still in a sad daze when they first arrived, but Arvin and Charlotte got through her after forcing her onto the dancefloor and getting her her first shot of the night.

She let the burning liquid glide through her throat, feeling a faint tingling sensation when it was gone. Visibly cringing at the aftertaste, Klara slammed the shot glass onto the bar.

"Alright, she's back ladies and gentlemen!" Hilde cheered, jokingly applauding her.

Charlotte pulled her back onto the dance floor after the shot, the rest of the group following not long after. Hilde made Klara promise to just let go tonight. She also made her promise to take a shot every time she thought about Thomas, which Klara most definitely did not agree to and she decided to keep her thoughts to herself that night.

Charlotte already had a fair amount of alcohol in her system, proving her own statement about being more loose when drunk. The usually quiet girl was everywhere, dancing with everyone and everything she could. She was currently keeping Klara busy, because according to her, she wasn't moving enough. Hilde had gone on to dance with Arvin and Björn after being left by Charlotte, who didn't seem to mind.

Weirdly enough, Hilde's plan seemed to be working. Klara was having the time of her life dancing around with Charlotte, who left her to dance with strangers and brought her back another shot every now and then, which Klara would take without question.

"You feeling better?" Charlotte yelled over the music.

Klara smiled and grabbed her hands, dancing with the girl again. "Oh definitely!"

Charlotte widely smiled back at her. "I'm glad."

The two girls danced for a while before deciding to go and find the others. They found them soon enough, Hilde had moved on from Björn and Arvin, who had gone to sit at the bar, and was now dancing with some random guy. She enthusiastically waved at the two girls, rolling her eyes when she was out of the guys viewpoint.

Klara got the hint and pulled Hilde away. "Hey there! I'm gonna steal my friend away for a bit if that's okay!"

"Oh, sure. I-"

She cut him off before he could finish his sentence. "Alright, thank you! Bye-bye now!" She giggled and took her friends to the bar where Arvin and Björn were sitting at.

"Jesus, thank you. I literally couldn't ditch him, he kept talking!" Hilde laughed when she was out of his earshot, making her friends burst out with laughter.

"Okay, so, I was thinking. It is way too loud out here, I've kinda had it with all the dancing and I'm sweaty as hell." Charlotte began. "How about we get out of here, buy some cheap ass vodka at that corner store we saw earlier, and get drunk of our asses at the hotel room?"

Björn laughed and threw his arm around the boy next to him, pulling him to his feet. "I say let's go!"

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The group followed Charlotte's plan, stopping at the small liquor store that was open until the early creaks of dawn, and bought some random bottles with high alcohol levels in it. They had to be quiet when they entered the hotel, as it was already past midnight. However, for a group of tipsy and almost drunken people, this proved to be harder than they thought.

"Shut the fuck up!" Arvin whisper-yelled at his boyfriend, who laughed way too loud at a joke Charlotte had told them.

"Wait, I don't get it. Am I just dumb?" Klara whispered a bit too loud as well, earning an elbow to the side from Arvin.