the morning after

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Wes10

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where's my matcha???!!!?;$;&;

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Yo wtf??

I wake up and pull the covers off of me and rub my eyes. Holy crap. I'm still at Weston and kalynn's house. And my head is pounding. But Im not on the bean bag anymore I'm in a spacious room in a bed. I sit up and look around. A few people litter the ground with blankets draped over them. I slip out of bed and tiptoe around everyone exiting the room. I walk out into the loft and down the stairs where someone is asleep on the couch.

Then I spot Weston sitting at a barstool in the kitchen on his phone.

"oh my god hi?" I say.

He turns his head and smiles, "Good morning"

I raise my eyebrows, "What time is it?"

"8:30"

"Holy shit I'm so sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep." I reply suddenly feeling extremely dizzy and nauseous, I know what this means from previous experiences so I stumble to the bathroom and fall in front of the toilet spilling my guts. I hear a light pitter patter of footsteps and Weston cracks open the door.

"Are you okay?" He asks softly.

"mmmm" I mumble catching my breath before throwing up again.

He opens the door fully and awkwardly stands behind me. I put my head further into the toilet in embarrassment and a strand of my hair falls in.

"oh ew" I say letting it stay there.

After a moment two nimble hands grip my hair and begin to comb it into a ponytail.

"this is so embarrassing you don't have to hold my hair back" I say into the toilet bowl my words echoing.

"Im not holding it back Im putting it up." Weston replies sarcastically and I feel a tight pull on the hair he gathered. He had tied my hair back.

"thanks" I say softly lifting my head out of the toilet. I am faced with Weston holding a wet wash cloth out to me. I grab it and wipe my mouth.

"Thanks" I say directed to his legs. I don't even wanna look at him. How embarrassing.

"It's not embarrassing you know minx threw up on the living room floor last night after you went to sleep." He says lightly which does make me feel a bit better. My clothes feel disgusting though and I just wanna go home and shower but Weston drove me.

I stand up off the ground and wait a minute to see if my stomach is done being angry. It is so I make my way out of the bathroom to the kitchen,Weston trailing behind me.

I sit on a bar stool and put my head in my hands.

"want some coffee?" He asks placing a mug in front of me. I raise my head and grab it to take a sip. Its actually good from a baristas point of view.

"thank you AGAIN" I say wishing I didn't have to keep being helped.

"so where's kalynn I didn't see her in her room when I walked out." I ask to start some conversation so this moment can be a little less awkward.

"Oh she's in aksels room we all knew she would end up there" he tells me. "And I just put you in my room last night after we found you so nobody would mess with you."

"oh, uh thanks" I say thank you again to him.

"No problem." he says looking down at his phone as if its no big deal.

"Id love to get out of your hair but you drove me here last night..." I say as kind as I can.

"yes! of course id love to take you home if you're ready" he tells me standing up.

"I am, no offense but I really wanna shower." I explain. He nods. God could this interaction be any weirder.

He walks over to the backdoor and slips on his shoes. I lost my phone and shoes somehow through the night so I don't have much to grab before leaving.

"I have no idea where my phone or shoes are" I tell him straight up.

Without a word he disappears into a hallway and comes back with my beat up airforces in one hand and my phone in the other.

"Someone put them in jacks room." He tells me handing me both items. I nod and take them not even bothering to put the shoes on.

He grabs his keys and I follow him out the door to the car.

The drive home is short and awkward. When he pulls up to my building I look at him.

"Thank you so much for everything, And I'm also so sorry that's not the first impression I wanted to give"

"it was a great impression everyone likes you and was telling me and kalynn about how funny you were" he says brushing his hand through his hair.

I raise my eyebrows "I must've been drunker than I thought" I admit opening the door and hopping out. He waves to me and I hold up my hand with the shoes in it and turn around to walk inside.

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