This Looks Bad

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-next morning-

•Brook's POV•
I woke up, drowsily.
The room looked different and I had a headache.

I almost lost in when I saw an arm wrapped around me.
Instead, I jumped out of bed, waking up Finnick.

"Why in the hell am I in your room? In your bed?!"

He rubbed his eyes.
"Oh, you're back to normal?"
He asked.

I squinted at him.
"What do you mean 'back to normal'?"

He sat up.
I couldn't help but think he was gorgeous with that bed hair.

I wiped my eyes and s light shade of grey appeared on my hands.
Makeup, I thought.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" Finnick asked.

I shook my head.
God please say I didn't try anything with Finnick.

"We were at the bar, you had a lot to drink. You were really drunk and you walked into my room instead of yours. When I tried to lead you to your room, you were already out."

Even though we were both fully clothed, hopefully, i was still worried.

"I didn't...we didn't..?"

"No!" Finnick assured me.
"We didn't do anything."

I nodded. I was still in my dress, my hair was still pulled in a braid. I took it down. "What time is it?
It's still dark out."

"5:32. Goin back to sleep?"
He asked.

"Yeah, you got a t-shirt I can wear?"

Finnick walked to his closed.
I was surprised to see him in his underwear and laughed to myself.

He came back and threw me a shirt. He turned around as I took off my dress and put on my t-shirt.

"I'm gonna use the rest room real quick. You can go ahead and get some sleep, I'm sober now."
I laughed, the t-shirt big on me.

I walked into the restroom.

•Finnick's POV•
She walked into the rest room as I sat on the bed thinking.
Ryder should be up. He's always up early for extra training.

And just as I was thinking, Ryder opened the door.

"Aye, man. Do you know where Brook is? I was in her room and she wasn't there. You think she's still dr-."

Just as he was about to finish his sentence, Brook walked out of the bathroom.

"How much longer til-. Ryder!"
I could tell what she was thinking.
He's gonna say something.

"Man, why do I keep walking in on y'all like this?" He asked.

Both Brook and I shook our beads.
"Imma admit, every time you walk in it does look like something happened. But she was drunk and-."

"Exactly." Ryder said. "She was drunk."

"We didn't do anything."
Brook said.

"Ok...y'all have to admit it looks bad. Her dress is on the floor, you're in your underwear, and her hair is a mess."

Brook face palmed.

"Listen, she was drunk.
And she wouldn't go to her room."

Ryder gave me a funny look and I went nuts.

"We're just friends, okay?!"
I screamed.

Brook's face went serious, almost hurt.

"Ok. I'm sorry. I'm gonna go to the Training Room."
He left.

"I'm sorry."

She shook her head.
"I'm getting some sleep."

"Good idea."

-9:03-

•Brook's POV•
I woke up and Finnick was getting ready for training.

"Interviews tonight?" I asked.

He turned around to see me awake and nodded.

"Will Effie let us practice with cards before training?"

"Yeah. Plan is breakfast. Then we practice the cards, then training, then you have that training test, then the interviews, and then you see your scores tonight."

I nodded. "Well, I'm gonna let Alba clean my dress for tonight. I'll go get my trains suit on."

"Okay." Finnick said kindly.
"Come on here when you're done and I'll be ready with the cards."

I nodded and left the room.

***
I called Alba and she rushed in, Gannon my dress.

When she left, i put on my training suit, cleaned the makeup off my face, and brushed my teeth.
I pulled my hair into a high ponytail and walked to Finnick's room.

I knocked on the door.
"Hang on, I'm naked!"

I closed my eyes thinking,
thank God I didn't pull a Ryder and just walked in.

Soon enough, he opened the door.

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