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Someone was shaking her. A light tap against her foot at first, then more aggressively, with a hand shaking her shoulders.

"Just five more minutes" Ava mumbled into the pillow, and buried herself further into the blanket.

"Get. Up" a deep, and from the tone, a very angry voice spoke up. Ava definitely was not expecting a masculine voice as a wake up call, she jolted up into a sitting position which only made her feel queasy, and made her head
throb.

"Oh...I think I'm gonna" Ava paused, burying her face in her hands, waiting for the nausea to subsidize "throw up"

"Hold it in or do it in the bathroom. I am not cleaning up after you" she looked over at Wes, the man in question, his brown hair was flattened, wet, small drops of water sliding off of each strand. His eyes were still rimmed red, dark circles prominent and face a little pale. He looked irritated, which was a much different look on him that the usual anger.

"I -wait why are you here?" She turned around, her eyes went to the bare, mustard walls, then to the dresser, then to the table with papers and pencils everywhere. "Oh, this isn't my room"

"Better question is, why are you still here?"

Ava shook her head, she was still disoriented from that sleep and her brain still foggy. "I'm not sure" she mumbled.

Wes brought his hand to his forehead, gently rubbing the area in frustration as a ringing sound filled the silent room. "Either pick up the fucking phone or shut it off"

Ava flinched at the sudden change in his tone, but hesitantly reached across the bed to grab her phone. 15 missed calls from Nadia, 2 from mom, 3 from Jace.

"Oh god, why am I here?" She looked over at Wes, and he just shrugged his shoulder in response. "I'm in so much trouble"

"Just say you passed out last night"

"What? I never, oh I knew all those drinks were a bad idea"

"And the weed" Wes added.

"What weed?" Ava asked, her face twisted into confusion, "I smoked weed last night? Oh God, who am I?"

"you don't remember?" Wes asked.

Ava shook her head, "I've never smoked weed. And the one time I do it, I don't even remember" she rambled on to herself, trying to sift through her memories, for anything related to the previous night.

"you probably don't want to, you took it pretty bad" He confessed, and Ava turned her head to look at him. He had his thumb in his mouth, his teeth biting on one side and his head turned to the side in thought.

"You were there?"

"You don't remember anything, nothing at all?" 

"No, everything's hazy after all those shots, oh God did I do something embarrassing?"

"Um I don't know, I don't remember much of it either"

"How did I even get the weed, I don't even know anyone" she yanked at her hair in frustration.

"Supplied it myself" Wes added.

Ava shook her head in disbelief, "you gave me weed? why would you do that?" She groaned, bending over and throwing her head on the mattress.

"You snatched it from my hand, what'd you want me to do?" He snapped, and Ava looked over at him,  "in case you haven't noticed princess, you're your own person, no one is gonna hold your hand and take responsibility for all your decision"

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