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Ｂｅ Ｄｒｕｎｋ ｗｉｔｈ ｍｅ

Ｅｉｇｈｔ-Ｂｅ Ｄｒｕｎｋ ｗｉｔｈ ｍｅ

We walked down the street and reached our hotel in twice the time it took to get there since both Rhys and Ara were drunk beyond compare.

"Tal, I don't wanna go." Rhys stomps his feet and pouts, digging his heels into the street. I roll my eyes, here we go again.

"I'll let you play with my hair and tell me astronomy stories if you come with me." I say, trying to blackmail him into coming. Rhys enjoys playing with my hair more than the average person and always wants someone to vent to. He nods and I drag Ara since Rhys was quickly sobering up. He couldn't get drunk, just like the Flash. The only time I've seen him drunk was on a Korean drink and that was hilarious.

We reached the hotel and walked into our room. Ara flops on the bed after changing and I sigh, she wouldn't be moving anytime soon so I had two choices, I leave her like that or I take off her makeup for her and tuck her in. I decide to do the latter because I think that she would do the same thing for me. I rummage through her suitcase, grabbing a makeup wipe, closing it and running back into the main room. I quickly remove her makeup and put the duvet over her. She will have a hell of a hangover tomorrow. I walk into the bathroom doing my routine and step out clad in a pink satin sleep set.

"Tal, come on! I've been waiting to do your hair." Rhys complains sounding completely sober and I sigh, a promise is a promise. My feet softly pad until I reach the bed. He motions for me to sit in front of him and I do.

"Tal, do you know where your hair stuff is?" He asks and I can hear him rummaging in the bathroom for my stuff.

"Um.. it's in my suitcase, front pocket." I hear his feet run around and a zip unzipping, most likely him getting my hair brush. The mattress shifts and he sits on my bed gently running the comb through my hair.

"Who were you talking to at the bar?" He asks softly while starting to untangle my hair.

"I was talking to Tommy." I say and the brushing stops. He whisper screams,

"From Archie's band?" I nod and he lets out an exhale, hopping out of the bed.

The alarm blares at 6 am as all of us get ready for the last part of our journey. We get dressed and check out by 6:30.

"We are going to see Archie!" My eyes roll, we are going to the most historical place in the world and all they are talking about is going to meet their idol. Rhys spots my eye roll and groans,

"If you were going to meet the 1975 then your reaction would be the same." I nod mentally, I don't want to prove him right.