Kill of the night

Prequel/ Ghost*

2018, February
Bristol

Josie

"Nooooo, how dare him?" I speak confused and mostly annoyed to the TV.

I'm on my couch with a blanket over my legs, a carelessly made bun and a spoon full of caramel ice cream in my mouth.

What, what happened? - Vicky nervously asks on the other side of facetime

"He cheated" The gasp she let out is so long, that I swear a might have joined her at one point without noticing.

I wasn't in that part yet bitch - she grumbles

Basically Victoria and I have been on call all day, my sister went to work and I had no company, she also decided to go to a bar with Harry and Miller so I'm officially alone for the rest of the night.

Not anymore, since I have Vicky's company.

What do you mean he cheated? Aren't they on a break?

Yes me and V are seeing friends for the first time only in 2018, call us what you want we can handle it.

"Break doesn't mean they're over, Rachel just wanted some time to think and reflect on their relationship, but they were still together, it's just that Ross, as the pig he is, couldn't keep his dick in his pants" I vent my anger out.

Ross is the worst character ever

"Who couldn't keep his dick in his pants?" I jump in place and take a hand to my chest with the intrusive voice in the room.

I look over my shoulder and my eyes widen when I see Harry with a very amused smile and Miller with his arm over my sister's shoulder.

I swallow the rest of the ice cream in my mouth and smile awkwardly. "Aren't you supposed to be at a bar by now?"

"Did you actually think we were gonna leave you all alone?" Miller is the first to approach me, he runs his hand through my hair messing it up even more.

Hey idiot, she's not alone - Vicky shouts on the other side snapping her fingers to get his attention.

"Oh hello goblin" She rolls her eyes, "how is Australia, have you danced with the kangaroos yet?"  He teases her.

Your stereotypes are getting old, but I promise if you want it that bad, I'll ask one of them to send you a pic flipping you off - His smile falls and she laughs.

"Yeah whatever, we're really gonna have to take Jo away from you, good night, don't trip while getting into bed" With that he snatches the phone out of my hand and hangs up before she or I can complain.

"What was that about?"

"I thought you'd feel left out if you didn't come with us" My sister walks towards me, "so we found a way"

Even though it's allowed for anyone more than 18 to drink in here, we can only go to a bar and order for ourselves if we are 21.

"Go on" I encourage her to elaborate.

"Not much to say, long story short Miller managed to change your ID to read 21 like me"