I woke up with a raging head ache on a bed. I immediately sat up, i groaned in pain as a sharp pain shoots through my head.
I looked for my phone and saw it on the bedside table. I looked around i let out a big sugh of relief as i saw that im on my room in the London and im still on my clothes last night.
I tried my best to go to my bathroom and wash this unwanted feeling from last night. I definitely had fun but the hungover, not fun.
I just took a shirt, hoodie and shorts from my dresser and went straight to the kitchen. I almost fell on my knees in shock when i saw a very unconscious man knocked out on my couch.
"What..." I was about to shout what the hell are you doing here but i realized it was Charles, sleeping. Probably knocked out from being drunk too.
I just took a deep breath as i walked to the kitchen and saw Carlos fixing some breakfast.
"Good morning, Bonita." My eyebrows furrowed with confusion as he called me that. "You dont have to look at the group chat Lando made last night, if you're not ready."
Im not that type of person to wait so i ran back to my room as i got my phone of of the bedside table and opened it seeing a lot of notifications from instagram and a few messages in my WhatsApp.
I scrolled though it as im walking back to the kitchen and my eyes widened when i saw videos of me dancing with Carlos, Charles and Lando with the music La Isla Bonita.
"How the hell did this happen?" I groaned in pain as Carlos handed me a glass of water and a kind of soup.
"Eat, you'll feel better." He said as he started to fic something on a plate. I didnt even paid attention to what it is because my focus is on the videos that are sent in this group chat.
"Why did Lando ever do this?" I can feel the embarrassment as i replayed the video. Im so drunk last night because i dont even know what I did.
"You are just very confident last night. You even went to the DJ and requested that song." Carlos snickered as i can feel the earth swallowing me whole from embarrassment. "Good thing Lando knows the DJ."
"Who's even in this group chat?" I asked as I took a sip of the warm soup and its so good.
"You, Me, Charles, Lando, George, Alex, Lily and Carmen." He said as I felt my stomach turn up from the embarrassment. "Dont worry you're not the only one."
And there it was as i scrolled up, all of us were dancing except Alex.
"Alex is the culprit." I immediately said as Carlos looked at me smiling. "He's gonna pay." Carlos i just there amused by my rage.
As Charles dragged himself to the kitchen, i laughed because he is in far worse than me. As i kept on laughing he put his finger on my lips to shut me up.
"Don't start with me Bonita." Charles groaned as Carlos handed him a bowl of soup. He sighed as he sat down next to me.
"Don't Bonita me Perceval." I said as i just kept on sipping on the soup that Carlos made. "By the way, who paid?"
They all looked at me with wide eyes. Completely in disbelief as i sipped again. Thats good soup.
"You." Charles said as he began eating too.
"Oh thats okay. " I calmly sat back down and began eating.
The day dragged on slowly as we just spent the whole day in the flat. Carlos and I are the only ones who are kind of active since after we had the soup Charles went to his room and sleep in. For the rest of the morning.
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Pit Stops (Book I-F1 Series)
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