mlm one shots!! :)

sorry not sorry

- notes:
typical fucking your friends boyfriend story 🫡

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As Castillo opened his eyes, he was met by the blaring scream of his alarm clock, his head pounding, with little to no recollection of what day it was or what time it was.

He sat up in bed, grabbing his phone and turning it over.

As soon as he turned on his phone, he saw the abundance of missed calls from his best friend, Chandler. She had been calling him constantly since... 3 am?

What the fuck happened?

          He threw his phone down.

He stood up out of bed, stumbling, his mind racing and his vision blurry. He groaned, running his fingers through his hair as he racked his brain for any memory of three prior night.

        He grabbed his phone off of his bed and unlocked it, going to Chandler's messages. Once he opened them, he immediately recalled what happened. As he read through the messages, everything came back to him...

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3:27 AM

chan💕💕: Where the fuck are you? And where is Archer? Are you with him? Call me.
3:44 AM

chan💕💕: Castillo please answer me I'm getting worried.

chan💕💕: Cruz just told me he saw you go somewhere with Archer, but I couldn't really understand what he was saying because he's so drunk. Just call me.

4:07 AM

chan💕💕: Bitch this better be a joke or you better just be at home because the shit I'm hearing is really pissing me off.

chan💕💕: Fucking call me

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From there on, it was just missed calls.

         Castillo couldn't recall much, but from what he did remember, he knew that Chandler and himself had gone to a party, and that Chandler's boyfriend, Archer was gonna be there. He knew that when they got there, Archer and Chandler had gone off, and Castillo was left alone.. so he drank.

As Castillo thought hard to bring up memories of the party, he came to the conclusion that he was blackout drunk for most of the night, considering that the only other memory he recalled was doing shots of straight tequila back to back for about 10 minutes.

While Castillo was investigating further within his camera roll, he then got another text. This one was from Archer.

Castillo didn't remember talking to Archer, but there was a chance that he did, considering he was so drunk.

           The text read as such:
A: (Hey Cas, I don't know if you remember anything of last night, but I'd like to talk about it if possible.)

What?

This just made things 10x more confusing.

Castillo typed up a quick response: