super rich kids | rosekiller

chapter 4

the blond boys dreams consisted of weird shit, but eventually he found himself waking up with a pounding headache and a sense of regret.

As Evan opened his eyes, the bright sunlight pierced through the curtains, intensifying his discomfort. He groaned, realizing that he was suffering from a serious hangover. He tried to sit up, but his head throbbed with every movement.

Just as Evan was contemplating how to survive the day, a snowy white owl comes through the open window with a letter attached. he carefully takes the letter from the owls leg, sending it off. the owl doesnt budge. insted it bites his hand. "ow" evan whines. he gives the owl a treat and it flies off happily

he opens the letter carefully. The message from Barty read, "Hey ev,  heard you had a wild night. Need some help? I'm on my way."
Evan felt a wave of relief wash over him, grateful for Barty's support. Minutes later, Barty arrived at Evan's bedside, armed with a backpack full of remedies and a sympathetic smile.

"Hey, Evan! Rough night, huh?" Barty teased, setting down the backpack and pulling out a bottle of water and some pain relievers. "Here, drink up and take these. They'll help with the headache."

Evan gratefully accepted the water and pills, downing them with a grateful sigh. As the pain relievers started to kick in, Barty rummaged through his backpack, pulling out a homemade hangover remedy.

"I've got just the thing for you, my friend," Barty said, holding up a container filled with a mysterious concoction. "this js chloes secret recipe for curing hangovers. It works like magic!"

Evan eyed the concoction skeptically, would chloe poison him? yes absolutely. but above all else whats the worse that could happen. He took a small sip, surprised by the refreshing and revitalizing taste. Slowly, his energy started to return, and the dreaded hangover began to fade away. maybe chloe wasnt all that bad.

With Evan strted feeling better, Barty turned his attention to the bed, which resembled a scene of post-party chaos. Together, they cleaned up the mess around him.

Once his surroundings was tidied up, Barty suggested they go for a walk outside to get some fresh air. They strolled through the castle, enjoying the sunlight and the gentle breeze.

Barty shared words of wisdom and encouragement, reminding Evan that everyone makes mistakes firewhisky related. "you were drunk too how do you even remember"

"not sure"

"do you know what i did last night b?"

the events of the night before flood back to bartys brain. "you were hanging with laura"

evans eyes widen. "shitttt did i snog her"

"oh definitely my guy, looked intense"

evan covers his red face in embarrassment. "ew"

"what do you mean ew you seemed like you liked it"

"how do you know i liked it"

"cause you were eating face dumbass"

"i hate you"

"twinsies"

the two continue walking, in silence this time. they both enjoyed eachothers presense. not in a weird way tho. atleast not yet.