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Middle of the Night

It was about 3am and mostly everyone had left. I am so, so drunk so I immediately flop onto the couch to sleep. First, Sam came over to me to make sure I was alright. He gave me a glass of water and a trash can just un case. He could tell I was plastered and wanted to make sure I was okay. He gave me a blanket as well before kissing my forehead and heading to his room. Jake, who had passed out about an hour prior, woke up and toddled over to the couch. He sat down next to me and gently stroked my leg. He saw the trash can and became increasingly concerned. "Are you okay y/n? Do you want anything?" He asked genuinely wanting to help. "Oh I'm okay, Sam just brought that for me just in case. Apparently he thinks I'm drunk" I stuttered getting the words out and giggled before flopping back down on the pillow. Jake brushed my hair out if my face and went to his room. Right as I was drifting off, Colby paid me a visit. He was more stoned than drunk so decided he felt good enough to start a little bit of clean up. He came over to me and saw he startled me out of my sleep. "Shit. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you" He apologized perfusely. "Stalking me while I sleep, Brock, come on you're better than that" I drunkenly accused, laughing through the sarcasm. He scoffed before planting a sweet kiss on my lips. He told me goodnight and went off to bed himself.