Chapter 11

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Myles POV

Its finally the end of this exhausting day, but at least I managed to make up with Briar by interval. We had dance with each other after, and it was a bit awkward, but I could tell that everything was ok. Isaac was coming to my house at 5:30, and its currently 3:10, and I have 20 minutes to drive home, so 2 hours to relax.

~Time skip to getting home~

Shit

Its 4:00, and I just remembered that my house is an absolute mess. Coke cans everywhere, empty cup noodle cups everywhere and clothes strewn across my room and bathroom. An hour and a half to clean all of this. Fine? Right?

Wrong.

So, downstairs. My kitchen, lounge, and guest room and bathroom. Upstairs, my room, bathroom, and second lounge. I chuck on a playlist on my Bluetooth speakers and get to work.

~Time skip~

I think Im drowning in empty coke cans.

I managed to get rid of all the rubbish, upstairs and downstairs, fully clean the downstairs, and shoved all my clothes into my closet upstairs. I decided not to spend too much time with my bedroom since Isaac isnt gonna knock the door down and inspect everything. I check my phone, perfect, 5:20.

Messages, 1 notif

Oh, probably just Isaac telling me hes on his way.

I open it

Its from Briar

Briar: Hey, sorry for being a dick this morning, I was just having a rough time after the whole hospital thing. Ill see you tomorrow. :)

What do I say

What do I do

Oh my god

*Knock on front door*

Fuck, Isaacs here

Guess who got bOOoooOOOoze

Hey Isaac

Really? Hey? Thats it. Boy you need a drink.

He pulls out a bottle of vodka and a 6 pack of beer out of a bag, and pours me a shot. Since hes already been here so many times, he knows exactly where everything is, basically, he lived here. I sit down at the breakfast bar and slides over 6 shots.

Really? You know I cant handle alcohol, let alone 3 shots

Three? Six. Those ones are for you, I still need to pour mine.

Wait, I need to reply Briar, while Im still sober at least.

Get of your phone man, lets have fuN

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Sorry I been quite busy and kinda forgot about these books.

Credit to my friend who reminded me and wrote this chapter!

- Margot

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