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𝓂𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝓅ℴ𝓋:

"Mick?"

"Yeah, keef?"

"Do u want some beer from downstairs." He said nerves, keeping in him.

"Sure, thanks."

He went to tiptoe himself downstairs, trying not to wake up his grandparents. I waited patiently for Keith to get the alcohol. I lay on his bed, feeling a bit tired since it was the early hours of the morning.

"I've got the beer , somehow, here." He careless tossing it in my direction.

"Thanks." As I manage to catch it.

"Welcome." 

We started to drink

And drink.

And drink...

✰𑁍☆☼︎★
6:37ᴀᴍ

I woke up with a massive fucking headache. I looked at my surroundings.
As I looked more, I realised that this was Keith's room, and Keith was sleeping beside me.  Then I remembered last night.

Shit.

𝙰/𝙽 : I'm too tired write today. I'm probably gonna write more in the next chapter. 

-Jazz♧

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