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Hangover ~ Chapter Thirteen

A/N: I don't know what I'm doing anymore 🎶🎧 nah- I'm just improvising the whole story from this point on so if it stops making sense it's because I have misplaced the plans 🥲

Enjoy anyway- 👍🏻

⚠️Warning: @lc0h0l, hangover⚠️

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I had met up with the girls around 9:30 pm. It was now 2 am. Maybe going to the club wasn't my smartest idea? Maybe the fact that this was only now being brought to my attention as I laid on the club floor, lights blaring and the room spinning wasn't the best thing to admit? I was still conscious- I knew everything that was happening around me although I couldn't remember where I placed my drink five seconds ago.

I saw Emma, looking down on me. Her lips were moving but I couldn't hear her over the obnoxious music. Emma was also far from sober but she had always been able to take a lot of alcohol where as I couldn't!

Mary Margaret, surprisingly, was just as drunk as me. She was dancing with some stranger who she had just thrown up on. That poor guy...

Ruby was the most sensible of us all. She had plenty to drink but slowed down once she realised the rest of us weren't. I knew she was my favourite! I loved having people to party with but trying to get home without at least somebody who knows what they've done in the past 10 minutes is not as fun as it sounds.

Emma pulled me up from the floor, wrapping an arm around me. She supported me with walking even though we were both swaying from side to side. Like I said, I was fine!

I noticed Ruby walk past me so calmly. I assume she was going to save that poor man from Mary Margaret before she threw up again or confessed her love... you know- something stupid.

I can't remember anything after that. It's all a blur really. The next thing I remember was waking up in Emma's room with freshly brewed coffee at my side and a plate of pancakes. I guess it was an attempt to sober us all up.

I must admit, the pancakes were delicious!

I climb out of the bed, taking a sip of the coffee as I realise I'm still in the same clothes as I went out in last night. No surprise there.

"What happened last night?" I hear Mary Margaret's gruff voice. She was definitely suffering a major hangover but who was I to say anything? Mine was probably worse. I could feel a tight pain in the back of my head- probably from when I hit the floor but it gave me so many regrets.

"I have no idea," Emma responds. I could already tell she was smiling.

I enter the kitchen with pancakes in hand and coffee in the other, placing them on the table and leaning back in the chair. "Remind me to never go out with you guys again," I chuckle.

Mary Margaret nods as she sits down at the table with me, "Noted..."

Emma stands in the kitchen, leaning up against the fridge. "Has Ruby messaged anyone? She said she would check in." Emma asks, pulling out her phone to check.

I shrug, "I don't even know where my phone is."

The morning was quiet as none of us had the energy or mental capacity to consider much of a thought.

I ate my pancakes then went to get changed, tying my hair up into a messy bun and leaving for work. God, Rumple! Why, oh why, did I have work today?

It was already 11:03 by the time I entered the shop feeling completely drained with a thumping headache. "You're late," he announces, taking payment from a customer then sending them on their way.

"Oh leave me alone, Rumple," I roll my eyes, going into the back room and flopping into a chair.

He follows me, "Where have you been?"