The horizon and the balcony

Chapter twenty-six

John woke up in a cold sweat and quickly looked around, where was he? He blinked slowly trying to get his eyes to adjust to the dark room, what time was? He sat up quickly and felt a face cloth fall into his lap.

"What the fuck...?"he whispered. The house seemed too quiet. He stood up and grimaced at the vaguely sour taste in his mouth. He looked around the room and frowned even further, why was he in the guest room? He opened the door and groaned at the blinding light coming from the hallway.

So it's still daytime he pondered and shuffled down the hallway, he smacked his lips together and scrunched up his face in further disgust. He was definitely going to brush his teeth after he figured out what was going on.

He pivoted on his feet and walked up the hallway to the bedroom. He sighed in relief as he heard the distant sound of voices coming from inside. He turned the handle and cracked the door open to see Alex,Hercules and Lafayette sitting in a circle playing cards against humanities.

"Hey guys..."he croaked out and his hands immediately flew up to his throat in a panic, god why did it burn?

"Oh good you're awake"Hercules said looking up from his deck of card. Lafayette took a cheeky glance over but was soon called out by Alexander who wasn't even looking in their direction. He had eyes everywhere and it was terrifying.

"Wha happened to me?"John asked finally shuffling inside the room. He felt cold and grabbed his rugrats fuzzy blanket off the bed wrapping it around himself.

"Oh we're not too sure, we think it's because you drank the wrong milk"Alex said. John gave him a look and he elaborated further.

"You were sitting on the couch and we think you drank moo milk, ya know like you're not supposed to"he said giving John a pointed look.

"Yeah but that doesn't explain why I blacked out"he said making himself comfortable in Hercules lap.

"You drank the milk and soon complained of a migraine, you also threw up on Thomas shoes and passed out"Alex said. John's face grew red in horror.

"That really happened?"he asked. He knew he was severely lactose intolerant but he's never thrown up before.

Alex nodded solemnly.

"Yeah, we cleaned you up and laid you down in the guest room just in case you threw up again. Lafayette's boujee ass would have complained if you threw up on our satin sheets"he said. Lafayette huffed and crossed their arms.

"I am not boujee!"They cried out. Alexander grinned like a Cheshire Cat and wiggles smugly.

"You are so boujee Lafayette! You went on an overnight trip to Los Angeles without us because you needed a 'change of scenery'"he said. Lafayette rolled their eyes.

"Oh I'm sorry that it was negative seven degrees in New York! It's like you wanted me to freeze my ass off"They said and pouted.

"My exact point, you could've turned up the heat,put on a jacket, to a warm shower but nooo you went all the way to the damn west coast cause you were cold!"he exclaimed. Oh no, Alexander was in an argumentative mood and Lafayette was the only person they've ever known not to back down.

"excusez-moi Monsieur Hamilton I apologize for making a rash decision with my hard earned money"They said with a huff.

"hey listen babe I'm not telling you how to spend your money, just admit you're boujee and we can move on with our lives"he said. One of the many reasons Alexander adored Lafayette was because of how headstrong they were, it was also one of the reasons they bumped heads. Being a patient but feisty individual either led Lafayette to snap or completely shut down and give the silent treatment. It seems from the way Alexander was prodding it was going to be the latter.