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-- 𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗽𝗼𝘃 --

I woke up in the morning feeling like absolute shit. Clay was squeezing me so tight it felt like he was glued to me and it was only compounding my nausea. I had to basically fight my way out from under him, then headed downstairs to the kitchen to make some coffee. I was the only one awake, so I used this moment to try to enjoy some silence before the boys came down and caused a commotion. It was surprisingly early, which was probably a good thing because we could have more time to recover before we had to actually do anything for the day. The more coffee I drank the better I felt, but I knew I was probably still kind of drunk and the worst was likely yet to come. 

I thought about making them breakfast, but I wasn't sure if they'd even want to eat or when they'd even wake up. I forced myself to consume a piece of buttered toast to try to prevent the alcohol and my stomach acid from mixing and forming an ulcer. I felt much better after doing so, but I knew I should probably eat more.

I wondered what the plan for the day even was. I assumed they probably wanted to jump into filming and streaming so that we could have more free time towards the end of the trip, but I also wasn't confident that any of them would be in the right state of mind to film.


𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗵: don't let clay make your drinks or you'll end up like me

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𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗵: don't let clay make your drinks or you'll end up like me... hungover yet still drunk... send help pls (also clay if you're awake, come make me food thanks)


- 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘆: you're making it sound like i drugged you, bitch... also you look like shit, fix it <3 no uglies in my house

↳𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗵: you might have, how would i know... also if you banned uglies from your home then how do you get in?

↳𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗽𝗮𝘂𝗹𝘀𝗼𝗻: i think he drugged me, i feel like i'm dead

↳𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘆: i didn't drug either of you, you guys just can't handle your liquor


- 𝗴𝗲𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗱𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗱𝘀𝗼𝗻: you have absolutely zero room to talk, you almost killed me with that first drink last night

↳𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲𝗶𝘁𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗵: you needed to catch up, okay?

↳𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗽𝗮𝘂𝗹𝘀𝗼𝗻: yeah you were really behind

↳𝗴𝗲𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗱𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗱𝘀𝗼𝗻: maybe if you fucks had waited for me instead of having fun without me...

↳𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘆: maybe if you had booked an earlier flight... our hands were tied, george, we couldn't help it

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