Panel // Daniel Howell x Reader

6 The Morning After

I wake up at 11am and sit up, my head feels heavy and I world goes blurry. I shake my head and reach for my phone.
I forgot. I'm not on my bed. I'm on the floor. But my brain was slower than my body so my arm still left for my phone. There was no phone. But a Miles McKenna. I lowkey slap his stomach before pulling my arm back at dangerous speeds.

He sits up on his elbows and looks over at me. My lips are pursed and my eyes are wide. What the fuck doe she think I just did.

"Did you just slap my stomach-"

"Yup."

Awkward looking at each other.

"I thought that my phone was there- its not...." I say looking at ground like it's the only thing in the world.

"Okay cool. I  thought that you'd just slapped me for no real reason which would have been wack. Cool." He says turning back over.

Before I can lay back down or sit back up, Sally barges into the room with two hands full of coffee.

"Wakey wakey sluts.  I have coffee." She says walking over all our legs. I see movement under a duvet on the other side of the room.

Sally throws the curtains open. The sunlight beams in and Dan sits up from his slumber and closes his eyes immediately again at the light. He hisses and claws his hands.

I decide to stand up and I grab some clothes and change in the bathroom.

By the time I exit the bathroom everybody is at least half awake. I remake my bed and grab my bag. I open to door and go downstairs for breakfast with everybody else.

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Food was good. We have today empty from convebtuons until tomorrow evening for flights back home.

I get back to my room with Sally and we plan out what we want to do for the day.

"I know this sounds shitty, but I don't really want to go anywhere 'agricultural', you know? I'm tired of seeing people." She says slumping back onto her bed.

"Oh don't worry. I get you. So. What do you want to do."

"I want to go to the city. Go shopping and posing for photos. I wanna sit in a music shop and see people who know music just pick up an instrument and know what the hell they're doing."

"Fuckin go for it." I say. She sits up and sighs.

"I'd need to get dressed then." She smirks. I laugh and toss her an outfit she had ready.

"Don't say it's effort when you have the whole outfit ready to go."

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"Brilliant. Just brilliant." Sally announces. Her arms are full of bags. She really went all out. She bought herself a new, oversized denim jacket,  and some rockin Doc Martens. Along with some summer attire and lots and lots of books.

"Hey, we have dinner in 30 minutes.  Should we go down or not bother?" I ask. Sally lifts her head and smirks at me.

"Order in. Room service is an option." She grins.

I nod and pull the menu from the desk drawer.