Its the night after a very romantic night you three had. all of you remember small pieces of the night but not fully, you all where too drunk to remember it all. it was awkward though when you all sat together the next morning.

It was almost lunch time but you three sat having breakfast, not even looking at eachother. but gaz had to speak up when he wanted some milk. but he only held out his hand, "Milk..." he held his hand towards you.