Reality Bites - Wattys 2018 Shortlist

Chapter 94 - That Looks Kind of Hot

I woke up with the hangover from hell on Tuesday morning. I opened a bleary eye to see my Russian God spread diagonally across the bed, snoring lightly. I lightly rolled out of bed, finding his Guardian shirt I slipped it on, tiptoeing out of our room into the destruction that was our living room.

Christian was passed out on one sofa, Lissa on the other. Looking through the door into the other bedroom, I could see Adrian passed out on top of the floral bedspread on one of the twin beds. Kirk was tucked up in the other bed.

In the bathroom I rustled around until I found the painkillers. There were only a few left in the bottle, so I quickly downed two and pocketed two for Dimitri. I know he handled alcohol far better than I did – but I think he was going to have a pounding head today, too. Finishing my ablutions in the bathroom I padded back to our bedroom, and I couldn't help but admire how sexy Dimitri looked. He was lying on his back completely naked, and there wasn't one part of his body that didn't look HOT. I was so tempted to kiss every inch of exposed skin, but it wouldn't be fair to wake him to a hangover!

Pulling a sheet across his hips to protect his modesty, I grabbed my camera and shot off a series of photos of him. They were quite good. Arty, I thought. I might make one of them his ringtone picture on my phone once we were 'out'! I snuck back out into the unit silently taking photos of the others as well as the destruction from the night before. Four empty vodka bottles, as many champagne bottles some half-eaten cookies that Dimitri and Kirk had cooked for us in the wee hours of the morning. Dirty glasses, plates, a few items of my clothing that I vaguely recall Adrian trying to dress up later in the evening. Ahh – all good fun – at least what I could remember of it!

Back in our room, I found yesterday's clothes. Looking at my knickers dubiously, I decided they could go straight to the washing basket – I didn't want to wake Adrian or Kirk by getting clothes from next door, so I'd go commando under yesterday's yoga pants!

I gave my sleeping man a gentle kiss and left him to his snoring. Out in the living area, I wandered around picking up bottles, plates, cups and clothing. It actually didn't take long – one of the blessings of a tiny space I suppose. It absolutely stank of liquor in the unit, so I opened the windows. It was dark out, 10 pm, so mid-morning Moroi time.

Crossing to the fridge, I noticed it was all but empty. No breakfast coming from that direction. I wondered whether I stank of alcohol too much to do a run to the cafeteria? I suspected so; and being expelled three days before graduation for underage drinking just wasn't worth the risk. I didn't know any of the Mazur Guardians numbers to text, I couldn't bring myself to ask Pavel or Suzanne, and Mom would go off her head if she knew we'd all had that much to drink.

Instead I grabbed my phone and tapped out a quick message to Baba:

Baba - 6 vry hung over peeps here at unit and no food. Still
2 pissed to go get anything. Can u pls pls pretty pls send 1 of
the Mazur Guards to the cafeteria 2 bring us sumthing to eat?
Pls don't tell Mom 2 hungover for lecture luv Rose

I turned the volume off on the phone, and tucked it in to my bra so it wouldn't wake anyone if I got a text back. I was ever so quietly hand washing the dishes when my phone buzzed in my shirt. Wiping my hands on my yoga pants I fished it out of my bra crop top and read:

Why am I not surprised? Guardians will be there soon with
sustenance. Have not told your mother. Love Baba

That's what I loved about Baba – he was so like me in some ways!

Thx Baba. O and luv u big time Rose

I'd finished washing the dishes, switched on the coffee machine and the unit was almost back to rights when I heard a very soft knock at the unit door. Hand on my stake I went to open it and saw a blessed sight – two Mazur Guardians each with a basket. There were muffins and pastries, some fruit salad in plastic containers, donuts, slices of cheese, a loaf of bread, a small box of cereal, a couple of bottles of juice and a carton of milk. Thank Vlad!