A Night In The Hall

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"Roger sweetheart your gonna have to hurry up everyone is downstairs waiting" by now we had got back to the pub and the boys had completed sound check for tonight. we were supposed to be downstairs 15 minutes ago...but Roger is still in the shower. As i was making sure my make up looked fine, i heard the shower stop "finally" i muttered to myself. quickly after, out came a soaking Roger with a smirk on his face. "so you gonna stay for the show or you gonna turn your back?" he asked me. i told him of course i was gonna stay for the show until i realized what he actually meant. i flipped him off and turned my back as he got dressed. Once he was ready, i got my purse and we set off back downstairs to our table. as soon as we stepped into the room, i could tell Freddie wasn't best pleased about our late arrival. "WHERE THE BLOODY HELL WERE YOU TWO! I SAID MEET DOWN HERE 7:00! IT IS NOW 7:30! DON'T YOU ARRIVE ANYWHERE ON TIME?!" As usual, he had his arms crossed and was huffing at us all. Roger simply ignored him and started talking to John. "WELL IF NO ONE IS GOING TO LISTEN TO ME THEN I WILL GET THE DRINKS UNLESS SOMEONE IS OFFERING TO PAY??" Again, no one answered. nobody was doing it to be rude, they were just waiting for him to calm down. Out of the 8 of us, he was definitely the  most hyper.  when he came back with the drinks he seemed in a much better mood. "Abby my darling you look simply wonderful!" "aww thanks Fred you look great too" i replied. while I was talking to Veronica, I felt an arm snaking around my waist. i had to admit, the way that he sneaked it was just plain cute"

Once it was show time the boys downed their drinks and said goodbye to us (even though we were on the table nearest the stage) Roger gave me a hug and a kiss. Apparently for good luck, although i think he just loves attention, and hell, i want gonna complain. Throughout the show, more and more people joined with the signing and by the end of the night, the pub and the hall were both heaving with people. we decided that we better get upstairs before we got trodden on so me and the girls bought £70 worth of alcohol form the bar and brought them all upstairs to the boys. We decided to use Mine and Rogers room as it was the biggest and everybody brought a chair from their rooms to sit on. We managed to drink all the alcohol with ease which wasn't really a surprise. while i was downstairs, i made sure i bought a bottle of southern comfort for Roger as i know that it was his favorite. i bought a second bottle but hid it from him as i wanted to surprise him but he doesn't know that.

We laughed about anything and everything. the more alcohol we had, the funnier everything got. the best part of the night bay far was when we tried to play scrabble. Freddie won by far and called himself "the scrabble queen" Roger tried to argue that CANVAS is a great word and should earn extra points for it. John being the sensible ish one pointed out that Roger had also put down the words COW and BEE.  this of course led to a huge argument between Roger and Freddie but by the end of the night they were as closer than ever. While Mary tried to calm Freddie down about someone flicking his letter off the board, Roger came back from the bathroom saying he wasn't drunk but then had to re think his point of view after falling in the bin. 

As we said goodnight to our friends it dawned on me that this wonderful weekend was drawing to a close. I had enjoyed this weekend massively. I had become very close friends with Veronica and Mary as did Chrissy. I was pulled out of my thoughts by Roger hugging me from behind resting is chin on my shoulder. "Come to bed babe, your knackered, i can tell" "yeh alright. Lets go to bed" I wear the same T shirt to bed every night. It was one of Rogers. He gave it to me when i fell asleep on his couch one day long before this weekend. i have worn it ever since. as i climbed into bed i could see that Roger was already starting to drift into a peaceful slumber. As I reached over to turn his light out he rolled me over and kissed me. As i turned my light off i knew what type of night i was going to be in for.

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