Valentine's POV:
I left Blake's room and went straight to the bathroom, slamming the door.
I leaned onto the sink and stared at my reflection from the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy.
He liked me?
He's lying. It was said in the heat of the moment.
I mean, how could he ever like me? I'm not even half as pretty as the other girl.
Whatever, all I know is I won't be leaving this bathroom anytime soon. I'll even sleep here for all I care.
I sat down and leaned against the door, looking up.
My head hurt really badly. I don't even remember the amount of alcohol I drank.
I sighed. Hopefully I'll just forget this night.
I closed my eyes, crying quietly. And soon enough, I fell asleep.
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Once I woke up, I was in a new room under the comfiest blankets. The room was empty. It only had a bed that I was currently laying on and a fresh pair of clothes. A pair of baggy jeans and a black oversized shirt. I'm guessing Tanner gave me them.
I sat up, rubbing my temples. I checked the time. 11:17 AM. I don't remember a single thing about last night. Only that I got absolutely hammered.
I changed my clothes into the other pair. The pants didn't look too bad on me, but the shirt was like 5 sizes too big. One of my shoulders was visible along with the bra strap, but I couldn't give less of a shit.
I slipped my phone into my pocket and went downstairs.
Larry and Blake we're downstairs trying to.. I think make food?
"Dude you're gonna- DUDE!!" Blake yelled. Larry was giggling and sprinkling something into the batter they were making.
"LARRY!" Blake slapped his hand away. Larry held his hand in pain, jumping around like a monkey.
I tried to sneak past them to look for ibuprofen.
"Good morning val! Nick and Isaac went to get Grunk from the plane station and Tanners upstairs asleep. We're making pancakes!!" Larry happily exclaimed.
"That does not look even relatively close to pancake batter.." I said. The batter was brown..
"I TOLD YOU LARRY." Blake yelled, groaning and throwing the whisk down.
I walked to him and grabbed the whisk myself. "What did you put in here?" I looked at Larry, completely ignoring the other.
"Uhh, an egg.. some flour, brown sugar.. I think milk?"
I furrowed my brows and tasted the batter with my pinkie. It was so peppery.
"Did you put fucking pepper in this??"
"Uh.. I don't know we put this in here.." Larry gave me a giant wooden chess piece look-a-like which was indeed, pepper. "I don't know what it was, Yumi told me to put it-" "NO I DIDNT?"
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