drunk marriage | jachary [✔️]

4) trying to remember

zach

"do you even remember what happened that night?" corbyn asked me as we entered him and daniel's hotel room.

"not at all," i sighed, sitting on his couch while he scavenged his refrigerator for more food, even though he just ate.

there was never a moment where corbyn was not eating.

"well, i'll try to help you," corbyn came back with a gatorade. he then sighed, "darn it, my gatorade isn't refrigerated!"

"what the hell, corbyn," i laughed at how he was upset about his gatorade.

corbyn rolled his eyes, "whatever. you would be upset if your doritos got eaten up."

"are you trying to hint something, corbyn?" i glared at him.

"no," he carried out the 'o' just a little longer, making him sound like a little kid who has just lied to heir parents.

"are you kidding me?! who ate my doritos?" i pouted, raiding the cabinet in their hotel room.

"jonah and daniel know better than that, jack doesn't even like doritos," i thought for a bit, "which leaves you as the culprit."

"corbyn!" i whined, "you ate my doritos!"

corbyn looked at me in shock and started to run away, "what makes you think that?"

i chased after him, "maybe because i'm chasing you around this large hotel room and you basically outed yourself!"

i caught up to him and tackled him into the floor, "you better buy me a new bag of doritos."

"fine!" corbyn grunted while he squirmed underneath me.

"good!" i felt content now, "okay, let's figure out what happened last night."

-

jack

"can you guys help me figure out what the hell happened last night?" i sighed while walking next to daniel and jonah.

"sure," jonah, daniel, and i entered the elevator together.

my mind shifted to the thought of zach and how much he would be complaining about being in the elevator right now.

"jack!" daniel snapped his fingers in front of my face, "what do you remember?"

"literally nothing. do you guys remember anything?" i asked, rubbing my temples.

"not really," jonah replied.

"kind of," daniel shrugged.

"okay, well let's look through my hotel room and search for things that could possibly lead to the start of last night," i suggested.

"good idea," jonah and daniel both nodded their heads.

-

we have been searching for two hours now and we have found absolutely nothing.

i collapsed on top of the hotel's bed sweating like someone who just ran a marathon.

"i give up!" i exclaimed, "were obviously not going to find anything."

"aha!" daniel shouted.

jonah and i ran over to him, "what did you find?"

"i found the certificate of marriage," daniel held up the sheet of paper as if it was a glass swan.

"give me that," i mumbled and snatched the paper out of his hands.

us three read the paper. it said;

jack avery and zach avery
newly wed at 11:34 pm on
september 27, 2023

our signatures were at the bottom.

i turned the paper over to see a picture of zach and i obviously drunk while holding each other up.

we were extremely happy in that picture.

"come on, we have to show this to zach and corbyn," jonah ran out of the hotel room, daniel and i following him.

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i tried to make the certificate thing sound like one?? i don't even know lmao

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