Viridescent Flares

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Camila stirred under me when my alarm started ringing obnoxiously. I rolled off of her and reached for my phone, turning it off before I could decide to just throw it.

"Lo?" The voice was raspy, and maybe too groggy from sleep.

I slowly turned to face Camila, squinting my eyes at the light from outside. "Good morning, Camz."

"How did I get here?" She asked, rubbing her eyes as she propped herself up with her elbows.

"I carried you in," I said, swinging my legs to the side of the bed, "I didn't want the three of you to freeze out there."

"You brought them in, too?" She asked as I ran a hand through my hair.

I nodded, looking at her over my shoulder. "Just please don't tell them that I did. Tell them that they made their way inside y/n's room and you can make your own story for yourself. Just don't tell y/n that I brought her inside." I dropped my gaze on my hands, playing with my rings. "I don't want her to think that we're okay," I continued, glancing back at Camila, "can you do that for me, Camz?"

She fluttered her eyes confusedly before nodding. "S-sure."

Y O U

"You idiots left me outside and I woke up freezing there," Camila said as she glared at us through her sunglasses.

You see, our eyes are too sensitive to light because of our hangovers so the three of us are sat in the dining room as if we were sunbathing. Ally woke us up earlier than we should because of an interview and that became another reason for me to hate mornings than I already do. However, the three girls were still getting ready as the three of us took our breakfast. Yeah. We've taken our showers earlier.

I took the last spoon of my chicken soup, gulping down the water next. "I'm impressed we still managed to get inside my room, but I'm not quite fond of this headache."

"I asked for some painkillers from Calvin," Dinah said, rubbing her temple before turning back to Camila. "What did you do then?"

"Luckily, Lauren's sliding door was—"

"You slept in Lauren's room?" Dinah asked, cutting her off.

The Cuban nodded, causing shock and jealousy to spark inside me.

"You slept in Lauren's room and on her bed?" I asked, earning another nod. I let out a exasperated sigh as I leaned back down on my chair. "Damn. That should be me."

"She's still refusing to talk to you?" Camila asked and I looked at her through my sunglasses for a brief moment before shaking my head yes. "Have you tried again?"

"I don't think she wants me to, you know?" I said, and we heard footsteps.

"Good morning. Here are your painkillers," Calvin said as he smiled before placing a packet of Advil in front of us.

"Sorry for interrupting your sleep last night," Dinah said sheepishly, reaching for the medicine. "I was too drunk."

"It's fine," Calvin said reassuringly as he opened the packet for Dinah. "We all have our rough nights."

"Ours just happened to get you accidentally involved in it," I said jokingly. "Anyways, can you clean up my balcony? I forgot to tell Ava."

"Will do, Ma'am," Calvin said, giving us the painkillers. "I'll be going now. Hope the three of you will feel better."

"Thanks, Calvin," we said in unison, taking the medicine next.