last night was one of the most exciting, emotional, loud, crazy, extravagant nights you’ve ever been apart of. last night was one of the Catton family’s parties. hundred of people flooding the large estate, booze and drugs everywhere.

well now, it’s currently 5:00AM. it’s still dark out and the party is gone by now. however, you slowly start to wake up. fluttering your eyes as you groggily try to make out where you are. you are laying in a bed, but.. who is that..?

i slowly sit up and look next to you. it’s.. farleigh? he’s passed out in a deep sleep. he must’ve drank a lot too.. but you two didn’t even interact last night. well, you never really have. see, farleighs pretty closed off, only extroverted around his close friend circle. but you, you were just one of felix’s little friends.

next to you, you see farleigh in a deep and calm sleep. his chest rising and falling with every breath he takes. you feel a little lightheaded, but it’s probably just the booze wearing off still. both of your clothes are on and intact, which is good. that means nothing.. bad.. happened here.

i try to find your phone, finding it somewhere in the blanket. farleighs bed is pretty big so it took you a minute. you looked at your phone to see the time, and the unfortunate date. it’s monday, which means we are all going back to university this morning. me, felix, venetia, and of course, farleigh. but, it’s already 5:00AM, and the drive back is long.. shit..

you try to gently shake farleigh awake, whispering so you don’t wake anyone else up. hell, your still half asleep!

“farleigh..”

you whisper, gently shaking his arm. you feel his relaxed muscles from under his t-shirt.

“mmh..”

you hear a low and deep mumble come from him. you can hear how tired and exhausted he is from the night before.. and it’s kinda..