Chapter twenty-six

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"Okay, okay. I have the most amazing plan on the entire earth", Luka says with much excitement. I squeal and clap my hands, while Demyan just laughs. "Skinny dipping!", Luka reveals his 'great' idea.
"Yeah, no. I'm out", I say shyly. "Dude, I hope for your sake you're not serious about asking Jace's sister to strip naked", Demyan says. We're all just hanging on the couch, with our nineth-something glass of vodka in our hands. Let me tell you, they are handling it way better than I am. Seeing as I can't stand straight on my legs anymore.
Oh well, it's not like I'm not having fun. "Shit, did not think it all the way through", Luka sounds disappointed.

"How about toilet papering the house? I've never done that before", I laugh.
"Really, like never ever?", Demyan asks. I shrug my shoulders, "I've seen it in movies, but it's not really a thing where I come from".
Demyan snorts, "toilet papering it is, but let's add some fun rules to it. Otherwise it's boring".
We all huddle together, and make up some rules. "Okay, so no getting caught obviously. The first one to laugh must take a shot, we need to do it while crawling and from the roof", Luke sums up everything discussed. To be honest, the getting up the roof part might be the hardest. "Let's go!", he throws his fist in the air. We all laugh and start crawling.

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"Shh, shut the fuck up idiot", I whisper at Demyan. He really can't walk without stomping his feet real loud.
He sniggers, "You're one to talk, you are practically yelling every time you open your mouth to whisper".
We already gave up on the crawling idea, seeing as we fell on our sides every five seconds.
"Guys, both of you really need to shut up now. We're walking past the offices in a few seconds", Luka warns us. We all stifle our laughs, and tippy toe to the elevator. Wait, the elevator makes noise when it opens. Shit. I see Luka reach for the button, and slap him on his cheek before he can. "What the hell?", he whisper yells whilst turning around. Demyan almost bursts out laughing. The guys would have caught us if it wasn't for his hand covering his mouth. I smile sheepishly at Luke while swaying on my feet, "sorry bro, just remembered that the elevator makes noise when it opens. We should take the stairs". He throws me the finger, but listens to me as he turns to the stairs. Demyan chuckles silently and throws his arm around me.
"Give him till the first floor and he won't be mad anymore", Demyan grins at me. We hold on to each other and the banister, and start walking up. Ouch, my toe. Whilst swaying a bit backwards, I grip Demyan tight.
"Sorry", I giggle. Demyan rolls his eyes, "keep your fucking feet in check. If you fall, you will drag me with you".
A whisper leaves my lips, "kind of the point, you moron". He huffs, and continues walking. Luka has come to the point of sliding up on his butt. The seconds my eyes lay eyes on this, I can't help it. I burst out laughing.
"Sarah, what the fuck! Quiet now", Demyan slams his hand against my mouth. We finally arrive at the last step. It feels like I just walked a fucking marathon.
Luka puts his hands behind his head as he begins to speak, "okay guys, the rooftop is accessible from the room around the corner". I let out a giggle, "let's go". We walk to the guest room, and open the door. Wow, even the guest rooms are beautiful. Luka and Demyan have walked towards a door on the side, and open it. I struggle a bit to walk, but I finally reach them.

We step outside, and end up on the roof of the garage. "Who has the toilet paper?", I slur. Although I have no difficulty talking English when I'm sober, now I'm drunk I begin to wish I could speak my mother language. "Right here, come on", Demyan takes a few rolls out of his backpack.
We all take a roll, and I start throwing. However, my hands end up empty as I accidently threw the whole roll down. Hearing the guys laughter behind me, I spur around. They both lay on their backs with their elbows propped up. "Please tell me you didn't see that?", I pout. "Sorry doll, we most certainly have", Luka says. Demyan grins, "but hey, we did exact the same thing so don't worry". I sit down on the opposite of them.

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