Chapter 25

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I drove them back to Luke and I's house, set up some blow-up mattresses on Luke's bedroom floor, gathering pillows and blankets while they all loitered like zombies

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I drove them back to Luke and I's house, set up some blow-up mattresses on Luke's bedroom floor, gathering pillows and blankets while they all loitered like zombies. "Sleep." I demanded, pointing at the beds. They all said nothing, and were too out of it to notice I was still in the room when they started to tug off their shirts.

I scoffed and walked out, closing the door quietly behind me. When I came back up with a tray full of glasses filled to the brim with water and a few packets of Panadol. Knocking quietly, I enter. All of them are sleeping-off their hangovers', some didn't even make it to a bed (Calum).

I smile and place the tray down, giving a sleeping Ash a quick peck and leaving again. Retreating to my room to grab my book, I head to the lounge for 'coffee and a book' time.

Half an hour in, I hear the door slam and look over to see my mum and dad stumbling in. "Rough night?" I ask, innocently, smirking. 'Who's a drunkard now?' I think back, remembering dad and I's conversation a few months ago.

"Don't act like your brother and his friends aren't passed-out upstairs right now." Dad teases, I shrug-can't deny the truth.

I turn back to my book and chuckle lightly when I hear my parents stumble up the stairs. Goes to show, if you're a Hood or a Hemmings you're never far from a good party, it runs in the blood.


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