chapter six

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Tuesday and Maeve both got jumped awake as August knocked loudly on the bedroom door, before walking in. Her makeup was still on, but incredibly smudged and her hair was shoved up in a messy bun as she wore sweatpants and a hoodie - she was clearly extremely hungover and Tuesday couldn't help but chuckle despite the sudden awakening.

"Come and help clean up." August said bluntly, "I've already been at it for like an hour already."

She then turned and left to get started on the garden, leaving the two in bed to grumble and groan. Maeve sat up in bed and tyed her hair up with a hairband on her wrist, Tuesday following her lead shortly after and letting out a yawn.

"How did we even get into bed last night?" Tuesday questioned, not remembering anything past them sat on the floor.

Maeve shrugged, "Your mum came in when everyone left and told us to get into bed, so we must have fallen asleep on the floor." She explained, "We both fell asleep straight away though, don't think you really came to when we got into bed." She chuckled.

Tuesday laughed lightly, "Yeah, probably not." She mused, "I do sleep pretty heavy."

Maeve got out of the bed and stretched, taking a look out to the garden to see how bad the damage was from the night before. When she was downstairs last night, it didn't look too bad and nothing seemed to be wrecked so fingers-crossed it was just a bunch of trash and wouldn't take too much effort to get done. The two were just pleased they didn't feel hungover, which felt like a blessing but then wasn't really a shock considering they really didn't drink much.

"Let's go, bro." Tuesday said, stumbling out of bed and grabbing a hoodie and tossing it to Maeve who caught it with a frown, "Wear it, you'll be cold."

Maeve smiled and put it on and couldn't help but smile softly at the smell of Tuesday consuming her. If she was honest, she was kind of unsure on how to act around the girl after having kissed twice last night but not really haven spoken about their feelings.

"Do you wanna go to the bathroom first, or shall I?" Tuesday asked, taking Maeve out of her short internal debate.

Maeve narrowed her eyes at the girl jokingly, "I'll go first."

Tuesday chuckled, "Go on then, my angel." She joked, winking playfully.

After Maeve finished in the bathroom, Tuesday went in quickly and freshened up and then made her way back into her bedroom where Maeve was sat on the bed on her phone, but stood up when Tuesday came in again.

"Ready to go and clean up?" Maeve questioned, crossing her arms in front of chest.

Tuesday nodded and quickly lent in and pecked the girls lips, chuckling at her stunned expression as she left her there to go downstairs, immediately spotting abandoned cans of beer from her lovely peers who were clearly too drunk to find the bin.

"Hiya, sweetheart." Jean said, greeting the girl with a small smile and a black bin bag in her hand, "How did you enjoy last night?"

Tuesday picked up the cans by her feet and chucked them into the bag, "Yeah, I enjoyed it." She admitted, "Did you and mum have a nice evening?"

Jean nodded, "Yeah, it was nice." She said, "Six took a while to settle though which just made it frustrating at first. But, he quickly calmed down and then it was all okay." Jean looked behind Tuesday at Maeve slowly making her way down the stairs, "Good morning, Maeve. Would either of you want tea? Lou has some breakfast cooking, but you two definitely look much brighter than the other bunch." She chuckled, referring to August, Otis and Eric who were all hanging this morning.

"Yes, please." Maeve requested, "Here, I'll take the bag and get working on the rubbish."

Jean gratefully gave the girl the bag and smiled, "Great, well, I'll go and help with breakfast and you two can join in with the clean up group." She said, turning around to the kitchen but then quickly turning back to face the two again, "Actually, you guys might want to just go and clean the front garden yourselves first - the others are all kinda snappy and I'm sure you'd both rather be alone." She winked.

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