FRAT LINE|Year 2&3-KNJ✔️

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+NAMJOON+

Who the fuck told me to drink like that? Why did I think that was a good idea? Oh, right? Fucking Xavier and Hakeem. As soon as it hit midnight, I was getting shots passed to me left and right. Everybody was hammered cheering me on to get drunk too. I don't even remember how I got back to this building.

I lost all cognitive functioning after watching Tyrell chug the rest of the Hennessy bottle. There was a fifth of it left and drank it like it was nothing. I feel like that shit made me more drunk. The last thought in my memory bank is wondering how the hell I was gonna get back here.

I'm assuming that it has something to do with the woman whose chest I'm on. She's knocked out and clinging to me as she sleeps. Her arms are on my back and one of mine is asleep from being under her body.

I sit up on the bed, feeling dehydrated and tired. Looking in the mirror of Malia's room, I look the part. I rub my eyes and stand up cautiously before going to the bathroom. I pee, wash my hands and then go my own suite to shower and get ready for the day. Jeans, Jays and t shirt. Simple and easy. I also grab a hoodie just in case.

As I'm walking back to Malia's suite, my mother calls me. I answer while I unlock the door.

"Happy Birthday!"

"Thank you, Mom." The smile that's on my face is very clear.

"What are you going to do today? You have classes and then what?"

"I don't know yet. I think I'm going to have a night in with my friends. I got drunk at a party last night so that's enough alcohol for a while."

"Oohh. You drunk at midnight?"

"Yeah. I blacked out. I don't even know how I got back here. Malia was the only sober one."

"Maybe she had to drag you." She says as I lay in the bed next to Lia. She's still sleep and I wonder how long I kept her up for her to be this exhausted.

"Maybe. I hope not. She has four classes today. I don't want her to be too tired to pay attention, you know?"

"Yeah. Just see how she is when she wakes up. Give her an energy drink if she needs it."

I narrow my eyes at my phone. Hell no.

"I'll get her some coffee if she needs it. Malia and energy drinks don't mix well."

"Well, whatever she needs. I have to get back to work, I just wanted to call you before the morning gets busy."

"Alright. Love you."

"Love you too, honey. Tell Malia I said hello."

"I will."

I hang up and look over at her.

She's so pretty.

Warmth spreads in my chest as I cuddle up next to her. As close as I possibly can, I move next to her body. She scrunches her face up and opens her eyes.

"You're laying on my arm, Namu." She groans and mumbles in her sleep filled voice.

"Oh. My bad." I lean off of it and she turns her body to face me.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah. I just have a little headache."

"Mnn." She hums as she puts her body into mine for warmth. "Surprising seeing how I had to invoke help from Xavier's drunk ass to get you here."

I snicker and stifle my laugh.

"I'm sorry, baby. I'm not drinking like that again."

"It was cute. You kept telling me you loved me repeatedly and pouting if I didn't say it back fast enough. I got 34 'I love yous' last night."