𝐁𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞, ᵐᵃᵗᵗʰᵉᵒ ʳⁱᵈᵈˡᵉ

ʜᴏɢꜱᴍᴇᴀᴅᴇ

𝐒𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤

"Dude I can't-" Atlas gagged as he looked away from the glass in his hand.

Brielle looked seriously at him as she folded her arms over her chest with a huff.

"You're such a pussy." She said while staring between him and the glass.

I laughed at them as Atlas gagged once again. "Shut up Brielle-" He gritted out through his teeth as Mattheo walked into the room, revealing him with just a pair of dark pants on and an unbuttoned shirt.

"What's going on here?" He stared in confusion between all of us.

My eyes lingered on the open part of his shirt, seeing his bare chest and stomach as I quickly looked away before my face could heat up.

I stood by the bed on one side while Elle was next to me and then Atlas.

Mattheo stood on the opposite side of me as he rested his body against the desk.

Atlas's head turned to look at Mattheo as he held his glass up. "Brielle's making me drink this!" He pointed towards the glass.

Mattheo squinted his whole face up as I could practically see him shiver in disgust. "What the fuck is that?"

"It's raw eggs-" Atlas said dramatically as he gestured towards the glass once again, a really exaggerated look covering his face. "-She's forcing me." He nodded over towards Elle beside him to which she only rolled her eyes.

"I've heard it helps for a hangover dickhead-" She stepped closer to him. "I'm actually helping you."

"I don't want your help." He mumbled before gulping down the glass of eggs.

It didn't take more than a second before it was all laid in glass again.

Elle began to laugh loudly as she hunched over a little at Atlas's clear struggle as he gagged into the glass, probably on the verge of throwing up.

I chuckled at them as I felt a hand gently wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

My eyes moved over to his, seeing how he was staring down at me with a small grin.