We walk through the front door to a quiet house, nothing out of place apart from an open bottle of wine at the kitchen table signalling mum had a late one at the hospital.
"Ah thank you Liz" Ashton laughs, picking up the bottle.
"Drop it asshole" I say, and he makes a puppy face.
"Huh" he says picking up a denim jacket off the barstool.
"Michael probably had to drive Luke home" I say, recognising it instantly. Ashton nods, placing it back down again.
"Do you want anything?" I ask, and he nods. "Got any waffles?" I rummage through the pantry but shake my head, knowing we barely ever have any.
"We could go out for breakfast?" I ask, raising my eyebrows in question. He nods eagerly but I look down at myself.
"Uh... I need to shower first though. Call the guys and get them over here yeah? We'll all go out after?" I suggest, and he instantly whips out his phone. "Go down to the lair, make thyself at hometh" I add before running up the stairs. I knock loudly on Luke's door, resulting in moaning inside. I check my watch and see its noon so he should be okay to get up.
"Hey asshole! Get up we're gonna go get breakfast! Ashton's in the lair already" I yell, hoping my mother had already gone to work so I didn't wake her.
I hear shuffling and I try to open the door, but its locked.
"Sorry yeah yeah we're coming!" He says loudly.
Oh great, he brought a girl home.
"Just hurry up, I'm gonna go change" I lie, and run to the bathroom.

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