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Chapter Nine

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*•RILEY'S POINT OF VIEW•*

"RILEY, ARE YOU UP YET? BREAKFAST IS READY!" Nate's voice called

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"RILEY, ARE YOU UP YET? BREAKFAST IS READY!" Nate's voice called.

I groaned and rolled over, covering my face with the blanket.

Wait, when did I go to bed?

The last thing I remember is being on the beach and having too many vodka shots, then I was sitting with Leon...

Holy shit.

I immediately stood up, running my hand through my hair, "Fuck fuck fuck!" I said to myself.

I ran to the bathroom and looked at myself, I looked fine, no hickeys or anything, that means Leon and I didn't do anything.

Right?

I groaned again and started vigorously washing my face, I sank to my knees and covered my face with my hands.

I am such an idiot!

"RILEY, COME ON, WE'RE ALL WAITING FOR YOU!" Nate's voice was right outside my door.

Nate was notorious for never getting hungover after a night of drinking, I don't even know how he got that lucky.

I groaned for the third time and walked out of the bathroom, I was still dressed in yesterday's clothes.

"I'm coming in," he said.

He stepped in and saw me frozen in spot, a look of complete shock on my face.

"Riley, are you okay?" he asked.

"What happened yesterday?" I asked. "How the hell did I end up in my bed?"

"I don't know?"

I rolled my eyes. "Let's go downstairs," I said and walked past him, going to the stairs.

He quickly caught up with me, "You didn't sleep with anyone if that's what you're assuming..." he said quietly, walking next to me.

I sighed in relief, but part of me felt...disappointed?

Drunk Riley always says what sober Riley doesn't have the balls to say. I hope I didn't say anything stupid to Leon.

"Morning," I said as soon as we entered the dining room.

"Finally," Lilly said and started digging into her food, "Were you hibernating up there or something?"

"Sorry," I said, rubbing my temples.

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