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-Well, my "girlfriend's" in a band-
-"She" plays "bass" while I sing Lou Reed-
-I've got feathers in my hair-
-I get down to Beat poetry-
-And my jazz collection's rare-
-I can play most anything-
-I'm a Brooklyn baby-
-I'm a Brooklyn baby-

Brooklyn Baby
Lana Del Ray

Simones POV
We fell asleep together last night, Vic being very drunk and me being not so drunk. The morning was spent on the toilet, me beside Vic throwing up. "I shouldn't have been drinking that much yesterday." Vic complained with her head in the toilet. "You should have thought about that yesterday, you could have saved yourself some embarrasment." I told her while stroaking her back. "Tell me what I did, Simone." She said her voice not sounding like it used to. "Well, so first you insisted that I walked with you to our room to have sex, in front of everyone." I told her before continuing. "And then you were dancing on the balcony in your bra swinging your t-shirt around your head." I said before she interupted me with a "stop it".

We sat like that the entire morning, well I went out for breakfast once but the rest of the time I was there with her. For lunch we decided to order pizza to our room, and the guys did the same. We ate lunch together, everyone was complaining about headaches and how the shouldn't have been drinking that much. I had just been drinking some wine, a glass or two but the others had been doing shots. Thirteen rounds had they done, I told them to stop at five, but no one listened to me.

"Can we just have a chill day at the hotel spa, I need it? Like I can't go out and we all need it." Vic asked all of us, I wouldn't mind being at the spa with Vic and the gang.

After lunch we went to the spa that the hotel owned. We changed in the changing rooms, me, Vic and Giorgia in the one for ladies. Damiano, Thomas and Ethan in the one for men. We had agreed to meet right outside the changing rooms when we were done. And when we walked out we saw them all standing there waiting for us. "Come on how long does it take for you all to change into a bikini?" Damiano complained. "And I thought we were fast." Giorgia joked making me and Vic laugh. We had been having a long conversation the entire time while changing. And braiding each others hairs, for some reason.

//Edith
Got a game, not feeling like killing myself
So good, even though it went just ok, I'm happier

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