At Theirs

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It was a quick walk to their apartment. The air only made Mello and I even more drunk. He grabbed my arm when we entered their place, but Matt seperated us.

"Mello go straight to your room and sleep. Y/N, you sleep in my room and I'll take the couch."

"Y/N, come with me." Mello said, trying to grab my hand but missing.

"Mello, be a gentleman. Go to your room right now." Mello sulked off as I fell onto the couch and straight asleep.

I woke up about an hour later, covered with a cosy duvet. I guess Matt had slept in his own room since I'd passed out on the couch.

I lay thinking about Mello, and smiled as I heard him singing from his room. Even his voice was heavenly.

How the hell did I get so lucky?

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