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side note: i'm from michigan, i don't know how in-n-out burger works.prompt #4
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natalia laughed as she watched charlie and dacre making fools of themselves, dancing on top of the bar.
"oh my god, we should've never let them pick the place for this double date." she chuckled.
"we really shouldn't have." you agreed, shaking your head and looking at your boyfriend from where you sat.
"woo!" you and natalia bursted out into laughter at the hearing of charlie yelling at the top of his lungs.
you took a drink of your water bottle, natilia looking down at her phone. your hand gripped both sides of dacre's jacket, wrapping it tighter around your body.
"i am so tired."
natalia giggled, "it's almost one in the morning, tired is an understatement." she said, a yawn escaping her mouth.
cheering was heard as everyone around the bar cheered on dacre and charlie. in one swift moment everyone suddenly stopped, 'oohs' and 'awws' where heard and you and natalia looked up to see what had happened.
and from a distance the two of you could see charlie, bent over, throwing up behind the bar. dacre laughed, rubbing his back, while the bartender looked in disgust.
"maybe we should start heading home." you spoke, slightly cringing at the though of charlie puking all over the place.
"uh, yeah." natalia slowly nodded, taking her purse and charlie's coat from the table and standing up.
i grabbed my phone along with my purse and walked with her towards the bar.
"oh gosh, charlie.come on!" she exclaimed, covering her eyes at the sight and pulling him off the counter.
"i'll call you." natalia said, waving goodbye. you nodded at her, waving back as she dragged charlie out of the club to their car.
you looked up at dacre who was laughing and looking down at you, "come on, let's go." you grabbed his hand and he hopped down from the counter, placing his arm over your shoulder.
the two of you walked out of the club, with you leading towards the car.
"is this my jacket?" dacre giggled while pulling the fabric of the jacket you wore.
"yes, it is. now can you please walk a little faster?" dacre moves himself away from you and began to run towards the parking lot.
you sighed, "dacre!" he laughs as he stand next to the car and watches you speed walk to him.
the car beeps, signaling that you've unlocked it. you open the passenger door and slightly push dacre to sit down on the seat.
you move to the drivers door and sit in the seat, "uhhh." dacre whines as he grabs onto the handle and slowly pushes the door open.
knowing exactly what's about to happen you push his head away from the dashboard and towards the outside of the car, making him turn his whole body in that direction and throw up on the concrete ground.
"jesus." you groaned, starting up the car as dacre closed the door.
"i'm hungry." dacre spoke, slumped in his seat and looking over at you.
stopping at a red light, you looked over at him. he looked totally worn out. "well, what do you want?" you smiled, pushing some sweaty locks of his hair away from his forehead before looking back at the road and moving forward.
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