I go back to the flat and close the door behind me. The sound of it rattles through me, my brain feels like it's going to explode. My hangover has well and truly kicked in, oh god it hurts like hell.
I just collapse onto the sofa in the living room. Ugh, where is every one? The flat is completly empty. Good, my head is pounding I think it's time for some sleep
***
I wake up at 5 o'clock, just in time for dinner and Phil has ordered pizza. My sore head is soon gone after taking some paracetamol with my lemonade.
Me Dan and Phil sit round the table eating our pizza.
"Where were you guys today, I came back and nobody was in."
"Oh, yeah. We were buying. . . Stuff." Dan said sucpiously.
I look at Phil then Dan, somethings going on, something they are keeping from me.
"What is going on?" I say.
"Nothing" They both say at the exact same time, I raise my eyebrow.
"Spill." I look at them both, as they look at the table. "Dan. . . Phil. Tell me." I hate secrets and surprises.
"Later." Dan looks at me for the first time since I asked.
I don't say anything, they know I hate surprises.
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