"Good morning sunshine! You're looking well!" Poppy said sarcastically.
But of course Treasure being her usual glamorous self had to jump in and say
"Are you kidding Poppy! She looks like a train wreck and her hair! Well, I can't even start to explain what that looks like! And the snoring! Oh my God the snoring!"
"Well I'm sorry but yesterday was a never ending day and it's not my fault that a snore a little bit" Amber said defensively.
I genuinely felt sorry for Amber as this dispute when on. And on. And on. But after the second 'on' I got bored and went into the kitchen to get a drink. I open the pure white fridge door to see a pair of black leather shorts stuffed on the second shelf. I walk back through to the bickering and try as hard as I can to shout.
"Erm. Excuse me! Why were these shorts in the fridge! Do you guys not know where the laundry basket is?!"
"Oh, they're mine. I got up for a drink last night and I must have taken them off." Amber explained in the most normal fashion.
"Why did you take them off and put them..In the fridge!" Treasure chimed in, in a completely disgusted manner.
"Erm. I, I just."
"She was drunk duh!" Said Treasure filing her nails.
This made sense. I mean why would she have been snoring that loud without any alcohol in her system. I have never been drunk. Never in my 21 years of living have I ever been drunk.
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The Better Life
FanficI'm Bella, but you probably know me as Batgirl. My life is in two halves. The action with the girls and the normal. Nobody knows about what normal life is like for us, until now...
