You blink your eyes open, groaning at the very bright sun shining its way in through the wide windows. You had absolutely no memory of what happened previously the night before, but the HUNTR/X penthouse was absolutely trashed..

Red solo cups on the floors, an expensive bottle of champagne with barely any contents left in it on the counter, blankets unfolded and pillows on the other side of the room somehow.

The tv was playing a random video, a contrast to last night, playing music on it and singing and dancing without a single care.

You groan, slowly sitting up from how you were curled on the couch, your makeup an absolute mess. Eyeliner smudged from you ending up drunkenly crying over literally nothing, lipstick smeared from many, many kisses from your loving girlfriend who was as well hungover, along with Rumi and Zoey.

Maybe you guys celebrated the 3 month hiatus a little too hard.

You get up after a moment, walking to the kitchen, still in your dress from the night before, having not changed into pj’s. You cringe at the bright light as you opened the fridge door, grabbing yourself a bottle of water.

While you were doing so, your girlfriend’s phone started ringing. It was Bobby. Their manager. At the noise, your girlfriend stirs, slowly waking up. She was in a simple but comfortable white robe, the towel that held her hair seemingly fallen off, leaving her pink strands out in the open.

“Ugh, my head..” She murmured to herself, groaning after. She picked up her phone, pressing accept and holding it to her ear. “Mm.. hey.” She said.