"You left me in the living room again! Why do you always do that?" Someone said bursting through the door. I groaned and snuggled closer to the person beside me.
"Dude, shut the fuck up or I'll make you" Andreas grumbled beside me wrapping his arms around me.
"Wake up. I'm already awake and hungry. It's already 10. Ugh. I'm making breakfast you noobs better wake up" Danny said at last leaving.
"Finally" Andreas said before going back to sleep while I lay there awake and flashes of the night kept coming back to me.
Jesus. Tell me that didn't happen, again! Why do I always cry? Why am I a crybaby? Shit. Shit. Shit. I thought panicking and slightly frustrated with myself.
"It's okay Zeke. You're not a cry baby. It's a defense mechanism. Plus you don't cry with people around, just with me. And you know I won't judge you right?" he murmured.
How'd he-? He heard that you doofus my subconscious answered.
"Sorry" I said glancing up at him.
"You don't need to be sorry. It's okay. You know we'll always be okay no matter what" he said releasing his hold on me.
"So we're good?" I asked him stretching causing me to wince when I felt my back release a cracking sound.
"Always, Boo. Hangover?" he asked getting up as well.
"No. You?" I asked. I want even drunk last night just a little tipsy.
"Nah. I didn't drink a lot since I know Danny's gonna pass out drunk again. He does that when he restrains himself from getting hammered" Andreas answered pulling his shirt from yesterday on my desk and put it on.
"Let's go see what Danny made. I'm kinda hungry" he said after he had his shirt on.
We made our way downstairs just in time for Danny to finish putting the food in the table.
"Finally! You guys took forever to get up" He exclaimed.
"Easy for you to say you slept halfway through the night" Andreas said.
"Nah uh. Anyway forget about it. Let's talk about more important stuff. Like the party tonight. I could take care of the booze since we're all underage and none of you have a fake ID yet and while I'm at it I might as well get the food. Andreas why don't you spread the word. When should the party start? Hmm.... 6 nah too early. Go with 7 so by 8 everyone will be here. Don't alert the cops though just send a text" Danny said on between bites.
No work for me. Cool. At least I could just spend my day lounging and reading. I thought while taking a spoon full of eggs.
"Okay since I cooked why don't you two clean up and I'll head home and get the supplies. I'll come back around six to help with the set up" Danny said.
"Sure. Bye" Andreas said while I nod and waved my hand in good bye because I was still in the middle of swallowing my food.
***
We were now watching Tv while he was sending the text messages when he said "Hey. Sam's still in town. He apparently missed his flight and decided to just stay in town for a while so I invited him"
Sam is still here. Oh no. I thought. Oh no indeed because the Sam paranoia is back again.
"Sure. How'd he miss it by the way?" I asked my eyes no longer on the television but on my lap.
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