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When the people whisper and stare pt.6 (Tommy and rest of SBI+Kristen)

Tommy's POV:

After several hours of just dance, Kristen eventually winning. I took myself up to my room, and spent some time on my phone. It was pretty late in the evening, and I found my eyes drooping, so I quickly changed into my pajamas and went to sleep.

I woke up. There was shouting and jeering from downstairs. I checked outside my window, gently lifting up the blind and taking a peak, the sun looked like it was rising? Huh? I mean barely, but still, the sun was coming up. I rubbed sleep from my eyes and checked my phone. 4:30. It was a little late for the others to be getting back.

Climbing out my bed and peering round my barely open door, the only light on that I could see, was coming from downstairs. I can't lie, the anxiety was rising inside of me as I did it, but I decided to go downstairs to see what was happening. After all, if they asked, I was just getting some water. Yep, that's all that was happening.

The stairs creaked far more than I would have liked them too but, it was fine. I was fine. The shouting had become a little more slurred but still relatively loud. "What's happening?" They all turned round to look at me, revealing the drunk Wilbur slumped in a chair, singing to himself.

"He's alright, just got a bit too drunk that's all." Techno came to stand with me, and whilst I could smell the alcohol on his breath, I understood he was tipsy and not drunk.

"Oh ok." Wilbur was in the process of now humming to himself and, gripping on to Phil's arm.

"Techno, can you help me stand him up please?"

"Yea, yea." Techno walked over slowly.

Time warp:

Phil's POV:

Now my objective of the evening was to get Techno drunk. The british way and all that stuff. What I didn't expect to happen was Drunkbur. But that's a whole story.

You see in the process of trying to get Techno to drink, Wilbur kept drinking the same things in order to convince him to drink them, and no matter how many times that tactic didn't work, Will kept doing it. So by the time it got to 1:30 am, Wilbur was drunk, I was pretty much sober (luckily) and Techno was only tipsy. Firstly, we went to a chippy, you know, to really hammer home the british drinking night. And whilst Techno was disgusted at what we called chips, and then even more shocked that these were our fries equivalent, I managed to get Wilbur to eat a chicken nugget and chips, kids meal.

But no matter what we did, even sitting in the chippy for another hour and a half (don't ask me exactly why it was open until 3) waiting for Will to sober up, he was still very drunk. So I called a taxi and aimed to get us home. Walking with Will was difficult, but Techno and I managed.

The taxi driver seemed decent enough, but we were barely 5 minutes away from home when Will stated, "gon' be sick." 

"Okay mate, you're fine. Hey! Can you stop somewhere we need to get out for a sec?"

"Nah, it's fine we are nearly there."

"No, we need to pull over."

"Well, I'm not pulling over."

Techno sat forward in his seat, "look man, you better pull over this cab, alright?" Now it wasn't exactly that menacing, but the taxi driver seemed scared enough and pulled over.

"You can pay now, I'm not letting you guys get back in."

"Fine." I paid as Techno steadied Will on his way to a bush.

Once I had done, I ran over to the 2, rubbing Will's back and reassuring him that everything was fine. After a solid 5 minutes of throwing up, Will was suddenly very emotional and barrelled into me for a hug.  A drunk Wilbur was chaotic but an actually ill (and not just sniffly) Wilbur was emotional. "Right come on, let's get back to the house."

Now it was a 5 minute walk, maybe 10 minutes if we really pushed it, but half an hour later we arrived at my front door. Will was practically passing out, although that was mostly due to exhaustion and Techno was getting pretty fed up of dealing with a drunk Will, poking his face.

"Right which one of you is drunk?" Kristen stood there, hand on hips as I opened the door.

"What?"

"If you were all fine, you wouldn't be back this late, so which one of you is it?" I gestured towards Will with a weak smile. "Take him into the kitchen, get him sat down, I'll be back in a minute.

I got him a glass of water and instructed him to take some small sips. And then Techno and I stood protectively in front of him, as he was drifting forwards and backwards in the chair. His eyes opened wide and I ran to go get him a bowl or something, before he was sick all over my floor.

"Phil he's fine."

I turned round and sighed to see Wilbur flipping off the both of us, smiling widely, at least he seemed to be sobering up a bit. Kristen returned to the room, "Tommy's fine, thought you might have woken him up."

"Oh ok, good."

And with that Will started shouting, IS TOMMY UP THERE? TOMMY? TOMMY!"

"Mate, ssssh, he's sleeping."

"IS HE REALLY SLEEPING?"

"Will listen to me, Tom is sleeping and you need to get some sleep too. How about we go upstairs?"

With that he started to sing meaningless and random songs, so whilst we tried to keep him quiet and drinking water, we just ended up standing there with him. There were footsteps.

"What's happening?"

"He's alright, just got a bit too drunk that's all." Techno answered, going to stand with Tommy in an effort to comfort him slightly. 

"Oh ok." Will took  a hold of my arm and hummed to himself.

"Techno, can you help me stand him up please?" I asked.

"Yea, yea." Techno walked over at a leisurely pace, enough alcohol in his system to have an effect too.

"Tommy, Techno and I are going to put Will to bed, are you going to be able to sleep?" He looked at the floor nervously. "It's fine if not, just be honest mate." He nodded his head a little shamefully.

"Okay, love, you go to bed, I'll stay up with Tom. Tommy, I'm just going up with Will and then I'll come back down alright?"

"Thanks Phil." I just nodded.

I was well aware it was going to be a long night, but we were all aware how much Tommy's sleep was affected by the smallest of things, especially as he was away from home at the moment. But hey, I would be fine.

A/n Hey. Thank you so much for reading. I might only do a couple more parts of this specific story, including that original request, and then move on to some more interesting stories. Hope that is okay! Hope you enjoyed and have a great day.

Thank you,

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