Kelsey pov
"One more!" Vic continues to slur her words, from the bar to our dorm. "WAIT... where is everybody?"
Shaking our heads, we continue to carry her to the room. Sam decided to follow us back and even sat at the back of the car with Vic to make sure she doesn't move around too much. I really have to thank him though because god knows what she might do in the passenger seat if it was just the two of us.
"We are home," Sam holds onto her while I unlock the door to our room. Opening it wide, he leads her to her bed while she continues to yank onto his hair. Sorry man, I'm pretty sure you know how violent she is.
After a two vs one with her, she made it clear that she doesn't want to hit the shower and just wants to sleep. So, we helped her off with her shoes and I helped change her into comfier clothing while Sam looked away. Nothing he hasn't seen before.
Sam then helped tug her in while I dab some makeup remover on her soft cotton balls to clean her face. I wasn't even halfway done until she dozed into sleep, making Sam and I laugh softly at her.
"Where do you stay? Do you need a ride home?" I ask while pulling away from her side which he was quick to decline.
"Thanks for the offer but you should go get some rest too," he replies. "I can walk home, it's not too far from here."
Nodding, I grabbed onto my basket of toiletries and walked him to the lift. Exchanging our goodnights and goodbyes, I turn to the empty bathroom to have a quick shower.
It's almost midnight and maybe that's why the bathroom is empty with people either already in their rooms or still out late. While the rest of the company I spent my night with stayed in the bar, the three of us decided to head back first due to how hammered my roommate is. Any more drinks and she would have knocked out right there.
This isn't the first time I carried her ass back and I'm glad Sam was around to do the labor work this time.
After my quick shower, I dried myself and slid into my soft pajamas before wrapping my wet hair with a towel. Gathering my toiletries, I quickly head back to the room. Even though I love horror films, I would rather not end up in one.
Once I got in, I could hear Vic snoring louder than before, deep in her sleep. The hangover will get to her in the morning, I know it.
Plugging the charger into my dead phone, I hang my towel before sitting in front of my closet mirror to apply my night care routine. Lazy for a mask tonight, I settled for my usual toner, moisturizer, and serum around my dark circles.
Satisfied, I lightly slapped my cheeks twice and applied my lip scrub before jumping into bed. I'm not a fan of sleeping with wet hair but I'll have to make an exception for tonight.
Suddenly, the sound of multiple messages started to come in and I quickly turned and grabbed my phone to turn off the ringtone. Shit. Fuck.
It's Dylan
Dylan J: I got caught up, but I'm free now. Ready?
His first text was sent an hour ago. 1130pm
Dylan J: Hello? Do you still want to go out or not?
Dylan J: Are you seriously mad at me for not showing? Pick up your phone
Dylan J: I don't know where am I
Worried, I quickly clicked on his contact to ring him but the sound of knocking on my door could be heard. Did Sam leave something behind?
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when least expected
Romance(EDITING) "You can't keep doing that..." she whispers, avoiding eye contact with me as she pretends to stare at the computer screen. "Doing what?" I ask, acting oblivious as fuck. I just want to hear those words out of her mouth. "Talking like this...
