☯︎ 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗷𝗮𝗴𝗼 𝙟𝙖𝙮𝙖 𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 ☯︎

don't hold on to the past

a fairly long oneshot all for you<3

tw: alcool and mention of puke

a long day has just ended, as everyone went to bed exhausted by the "party"

but it was not a simple party, but, a party for a new victory

in fact, they were celebrating Jay, for saving their ninjago from Unagami

this is equivalent to the fact that it was a simple party with some music. but there was an extra touch actually

alcohol

therefore it was quite eventful at the monastery

but the only one who did not let himself be "amused" by alcohol was precisely the celebrated

he didn't go crazy about strong drinks, and he rarely drank, unless it was a moment no, and then he used it mostly to forget everything for a single day.. and hoping even until the morning

however he was happy that his friends and his master were having fun. but in his head something was not right, but he preferred to let go of thoughts on the one hand to enjoy his party too. or more specifically, check that they did not do crazy things of all kinds

it was late at night, and everyone was in bed, lying down from everything they had drunk. probably in the morning they would have fight for who to enter the bathroom first. it is not a nice thing at all the hangover..

you probably think that Zane would be the one who would tidy up and bring them to their rooms, but no, he had also given himself a break, so he activated the "festive" mode and the party continued with even a "drunk" Zane

Jay cursed everyone, as his back began to hurt from lowering and getting up continuously to pick up empty bottles from the ground

he walked around the living room, and not only, with a black trash can bag, which began to weigh enough

he could have continued, fixed the mess caused, and simply ended up throwing away the bottles. but he preferred to take a break, and sit on the couch

a tired sigh had come out of his mouth, as his back touched the soft couch. he looked at the living room, and how messed up and dirty it still was

he didn't want to deal with it anymore, he was so tired and sleepy

he rubbed his eyes tiredly, along with a thousand yawns per minute

he found it a nice and loving gesture to the party, but he didn't feel like he was fulfilled or satisfied with what he had done with unagami. sure, he was happy for them, but he didn't feel that inner happiness

he took his hands off his face, and laid his hands on his lap one last time, as he was about to pick up and clean for the last time in his life

but his eyes held him back

he still got up, but enchanted he looked down at his feet, where the table was located

simply a small table.. but what he watched intensely was something else

but in his head he had definitely said no to that bottle of tequila

then he went back in his steps, and resumed the envelope

walked down the corridor, crawled the envelope to the exit of the monastery..

but..

dropped the black plastic bag from his hand, inevitably spilling the bottles out of it

with a brisk walk he returned to the living room, in front of the mini table

he hesitated, hearing a thousand voices in his head