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Last night was a blur in my mind. All I remember was drinking till my limp body had enough and couldn't take it anymore. Or did It go differently? Yet, there was a different part of it in my mind. I remember JJ tightly pinning my hands up on the wall, above my head, keeping me tight as harsh and aggravated words slipped out of his mouth.
Perhaps a little moment where JJ gently changed my clothing, while sweet and soothing words escaped his mouth. He changed my dirty denim jeans to his grey and comfortable sweatpants, and he dressed me in an extra dark warm hoodie that I cherished.
But once he finished changing my clothing to his wardrobe, my mind went totally blank. I couldn't remember whether I passed out, or we quietly conversed about other things, or maybe about me getting drunk. Maybe we went outside after my shower? Or maybe we stayed up all night and watched many lengthy movies on the small chateau TV? Maybe we cooked? Maybe we cuddled close as he stroked my dark hair.
Nonetheless, I didn't remember anything.
The only thing I remembered was waking up in the spare bedroom of the chateau, finding myself alone, until I heard many voices outside. I slowly and tiredly followed those voices, finding everyone on the front porch, and their eyes brightened at the sight of me.
While my boyfriend's eyes landed on me, his arms opened wide, developing an entrance as my mouth ripped open, yanking an exhausted yawn before I strolled towards him, and my delicate lips slowly grew into a smile.
"Good morning, Princess," JJ muttered while I carefully fell into his loving and warm arms, and he immediately wrapped his arms around my slim and weak body, keeping me close. "Good morning...baby." I softly mumbled with my sweet andweakened tone of voice.
The pouges and I were currently in the front of the chateau with the large sun glaring down at us, causing us to slightly squint in reaction. We were calming down from last night and lightly chatting on the porch, laying on every sofa and stool that was available with a warm and small water bottle in everyone's hands, especially mine, attempting to sober up as my head annoyingly thumped.
JJ's muscular body was lying flat on the soft porch sofa while my body was sprawled on him, with his veiny arms around my hoodie-covered upper torso, and my slim arms were under the back of his warm neck. I felt his soft thumb trail around my upper back, while I felt my brown eyes get drowsy.
"My head is fucking pounding," I annoyingly grunted into JJ's warm body, feeling almost a huge dinosaur taking large and heavy steps in my head.
"I told you to chill out on the beer, Frame." John B muttered, with an irritating snicker while I felt everyone's yawning eyes land on me.
