Insomniac

One Hell Of A Ride

Thomas's back cracked as he adjusted himself from the ground. Above him, a warm weight held him against the ground. Normally, in the past two days, he would open his eyes and find Charlie's blond hair jumbled about in a rotted sleep infested nest. However, this time, short brown hairs pricked the tips of his nose. 

Immediately realizing who had their arms around him and legs intertwined, Thomas let out a holler and pushed him off. "Bloody hell Dylan!" As soon as the Britain yelled, both Ki and Dylan shot to life looking around. 

"What's going on?" Ki rubbed the sleep from his eyes. 

"Dylan's drooling on me again, that's what." 

"Oh?" The door across the room opened and a new voice greeted them. "So this isn't the first time this has happened?" As the sleep steadily blurred from his tired eyes, Thomas could see Charlie standing before them holding a trey of coffees and in the other, a key card. Next thing he knew she was handing the coffee's to the boys. " I suppose I should be worried, but I am choosing not to care." Then, she placed the key card in Thomas's lap before stepping over him and towards the window. "My room was occupied last night, so I stayed in yours." 

It was almost instantaneous as to how fast the boys started sucking down the coffee. 

"So what's on the agenda for today?!" Dylan yelled back towards her. 

Charlie remained leaning against the balcony while overlooking the city and drinking her coffee. "It's the last day of comic con..." She grumbled. 

"And what's that supposed to mean?" 

Thomas didn't have to see her face to know a crooked grin was reaching her lips. Then before he knew it, she responded. "It means you're in for one hell of a ride." 

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Thomas couldn't take his eyes off of her. Ever since her outfit from last night, it seemed to be all he could imagine her in. Charlotte was absolutely glowing in his eyes. Even now, as she wore black jean shorts and a Navy blue flowing tank top. The white Vans tied tightly to her feet counteracted with the black hat that covered her beautiful long blond hair. However, none of it compared to the big shit eating grin that was plastered across her beautiful pink plump lips. Her eyes were locked on Jennifer whom was clinging to Josh for dear life. 

It was clear that Charlie had dropped Jen off on Josh last night, but now it was even more clear at how close the two were. She was literally wrapped around Josh passed out cold as the limo carried them closer and closer to Comic Con. "How much did she drink last night?" Woody rose his eyebrow while poking Jennifer's cheek. She didn't budge an inch. 

Charlie began chuckling along with everyone else, but she was the one to answer. "So. Much." Again she laughed. "But it was so. much. fun." 

"Yeah, because you didn't drink." Scarlet shot her an evil eye from beside Chris and Jeremy. 

Immediately Charlie leaned forward and away from Dylan and Kaya beside her. "Oh don't you even! I did too! Just not enough to the point of where I'm like that." As she motioned towards Jennifer, everyone busted out into an outrageous laughter. Then before they knew it, they were pulling up to the back door of comic con. 

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"I feel like shit." Jennifer groaned sipping down the coffee Liam had gotten her. 

Charlie chuckled as one after one the avengers cast were called onto stage. "But you still haven't learned your lesson, have you?" 

both woman looked to each other. "Absolutely fucking not."