thirty seven

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I crawl out of bed and walk into the kitchen to find a note on the fridge, I take it off the fridge and read it as the kettle is boiling hot water.

Dear Lili,

due to the following reasons
*im hungover
*im tired
*im cold

i will not likely be joining you to go to Reece's and George's, as it gets later in the day my opinions might change but i highly doubt they will. if you are attending after 5pm i may join you but i mightn't so tough shit.

i have left my bedroom door unlocked so feel free to come in my room and wake me as i will be glad to argue with you over how your opinions are WRONG on me needing to go Reece's and George's.

p.s due to the amout of alcohol i constumed i will 100% be hungover so if you do invade my room please be quiet and leave my room in its original state

Love Blake xx

I giggle reading it knowing how much Blake drank last night so he must have a killer hangover, I'm surprised that he could write that considering how drunk he was. I find the closest pair of slippers I own and put them on my feet making my way to the cabinet and getting some aspirin and a bottle of water then going to Blake's room to find his passed out hanging off his bed.

"Blake" I say only waking him up because he will fall out of his bed if I don't do anything "blake wake up" I groan placing the pill and bottle of water of his bedside table

He chooses to ignore me so I start to push his body back onto the bed, he's putting all his body weight onto my arms causing me to give up on trying to help him.

I go to the bathroom and do my morning routine then make my way to Reece's and George's apartment in my pyjamas, Reece welcomes me with open arms and lots of blankets on the couch.

"How are you on this fine morning" Reece groggily says sitting next to me as we share his bed blanket to protect us from the cold

"Hungover" I moan tucking my feet up to my body

"At least you're not as bad as Blake is right now" he giggles letting out a cough, George is at Darcie's and they can never leave each others side so I doubt we will be seeing him for a while.

It's nearing 2pm so we decide it's a good idea to get out of our cosy den and actually make some food, our breakfast and lunch for us was lucky charms and pot noodle which I must say is very healthy of us

"I think we should've went university for cooking" Reece chuckles spooning cereal into his mouth as I smile at his cuteness

"It would've been smart of us considering how good chefs we are"

Reece and I make our way to my apartment to go check on a very hungover Blake and to make sure he doesn't starve to death.

"Should we go wake up?" I whisper dropping my keys onto the counter

"I mean we have to don't we"

"I'm gonna go make him some food so when we wake him he will hate us less" I reply opening the freezer to reveal turkey dinosaurs and only turkey dinosaurs, I should really go shopping soon.

20 minutes later the food is done and we're ready to go wake up a not so cheery Blake, I quietly knock on his door hoping it'll wake him up.

"Fuck it...BLAKE" Reece says barging into his room causing Blake to throw a pillow at him, we give him a minute to wake himself up

"Hey" he mumbles his voice deep and his eyes slightly closed

"Good fucking morning to you" reece sarcastically says, flopping himself onto the end of the bed and checking the time on his phone...4:56pm

"We made you food" I show him the plate the with turkey dinosaurs on and he has a fulfilled smile across his tainted lips making me feel all warm and bubbly inside

"I don't deserve an angel like you in my life" Blake mumbles caressing my cheek then taking the plate from my hands and placing it onto his blanket covered lap

"Aren't I an angel?" Reece says sitting on the end of Blake's bed putting his hood over his head

"You are an angel don't worry" Blake replies receiving a satisfied smile from Reece, I climb over Blake and tuck myself into bed next to him. It's normal for us to spend most of our weekends like this, usually with George joining but he's currently preoccupied with his lovely lady.

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