t w e n t y e i g h t ; cookie

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red solo cups littered the once clean hotel room. colourful lights splattered across the walls with other various decorations strewn everywhere.

everyone was dancing, some had cups in their hands as they swayed to the beat and others drinking threw their arms around.

the only sober one seemed to be cookie, as she wanted to be there to watch over zach as he sloppily danced across the room. blondie and bean were probably having sex in some other room, while her boyfriend stayed latched onto daniel seavey's shoulder.

"she loves when everybody's watching..."

she knew how these things went, the loyal boyfriend messed up and becomes un-loyal. she didn't want that to happen to zach and luna, they needed to stay strong no matter how far apart they were.

with her arms crossed over her chest, she chuckles as corbyn trips over his own feet multiple times. this is why they aren't allowed to drink in las angeles—hell, they can't even drink here. one person brings the drinks and the rest just chug it.

"hey! cookie! come join us!"

her eyes snap to the boy calling her by her nickname. zach herron was beckoning her over with his left arm, his right one being held high with a cup stuck to it like it was glued there.

she shakes her head and instead reaches over to grab her phone, but instead grabs zach's.

so, with a smirk, she unlocks it using her fingerprint she put in earlier, and goes to snapchat.

with her finger holding down on the the circle, she video tapes zach and his friends as they surround themselves with strangers.

she then ends the video and sends it to the contact labelled, venus-luna♥️.

sliding the phone into her left back-pocket, she slides off the barstool and skips over to the group as they start bouncing on their toes to the music.

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