After a long long night of partying everyone ended up crashing at Harcourt’s place- a party that was fun, and was actually pretty well done, roof top setting, Adrian brought the beer… and then showered in some of it- who knew she was such a hostess?! It’s the morning after, horrible hang overs, headaches, indescribable thirst for water and a fucking Advil.

Everyone waking back up- Emilia, almost as expected was already up, making a nice cup of coffee as Leota groans. Just awakening to a horrible headache. “How much did we drink last night…” she slurred groggily as she sat up slowly, pressing a hand to her forehead in hopes of relieving the headache. “Shoot. Ugh, I need some water.” Slowly getting up she dragged herself to the kitchen to get some much needed water.

Dragging her loose blanket against poor Adrian’s face- who was laying in an arm chair- his expression pinching slightly at the action which wakes him. Leota already talking to Emilia in the kitchen, happily taking the cool, refreshing water. Pouring a glass as she hummed, discussing something about Chris and Emilia from the kitchen. “Sooo, did something happen between you two?” Leota asked, giving a knowing look. Too which Harcourt immediately shot the idea down, again. “Noo way.” Came Adrian’s voice.

His head peaking out from the his spot. Leota looks skeptical at his very sure answer. “How would you know.” She asked. “Uhh, cause Peacemakers my best friend and we share everything with each other.” He said- like it was obvious, groggily standing from his chair- shirtless, just a rope. (that’s definitely his rope and not Emilia’s) “even all are deepest darkest secrets.” He hummed. “Like what.” Leota asked, unable to help but feel a teen weeny bit curious despite herself. “Like uhm… okay, don’t make fun of me.. but how…- I like spiders.” He dropped, like it was some dramatic ghoulish thing to like.

Drama king. “Peacemaker taught me that’s not something I should be ashamed of- along with owls and dolphins and manta rays- they’re one of my favorite animals.” He said shamelessly. Then he goes on to yap about it. Asking to be quizzed on spider facts and then make up some hypothetical about crow murder. Harcourt is not having it, clicking her tongue like she just suddenly remembers something. “Y’know what, Adrian?” He just smiles. “No. What?” He chirped. “{{user}} fell asleep in the bathtub last night, I’m suddenly getting afraid they choked on their own vomit in there.” This seemed to work- even though it should’ve been painfully obvious she was fucking with him to get him to shut up, Adrian is immediately standing up from the counter. “Fuck! Why are you just telling me this now!?” He exclaimed as he ran into the bathroom. Only to ruin your peaceful- sort of- rest.

{{user}} is just blissfully dreaming about whatever they dream about- I dunno, unicorns and rainbows, sunshine and happiness- before being suddenly jolted awake by Adrian shoving his fingers in their mouth- to obviously check for vomit. Like a good friend does!