Nearly Witches [Ever Since We Met...]

Chapter 6

     Lance awoke with a pounding headache. He slowly stretched out his stiff limbs, searching for his phone. No messages. The tall boy groaned, stumbling into his bathroom for painkillers. After puking out everything he ate the night before, and most likely his painkillers, Lance made his way to the rest of his apartment that he inevitably ruined. Instead of a disaster, surprisingly, Lance was greeted with a normal looking apartment. He took a hesitant step into his living room, his feet sinking into damp paper towels. Lance looked down, remembering how he dropped a wine bottle last night. He frowned in concentration, trying to figure out how he could have cleaned the mess in his drunk state. The tall boy continued through the rest of his apartment, pausing at his kitchen counter. Suddenly he remembered all of last night, his pounding headache worsening. Lance put the stone in his pocket, figuring that Keith wanted it to help him somehow. He sighed in relief, believing everything would finally work out, and slumped back to bed.

Authors note: sorry for another short chapter lmao, I figure that the thought of making long chapters makes me not want to do it, so if they're short I'll write one once in a while xoxo