Chap. 7

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Trinity's POV

"So I told them to meet us at the beach at 9," Nicole explained, as we headed downstairs for breakfast.

We stepped into the kitchen, and the two of them froze.

I headed to the refrigerator, oblivious to the girls frozen state. After grabbing some water, I turned to survey the scene.

Shane was leaning against the counter, shirtless. He was wearing a pair of plaid pajama pants and was sipping pink lemonade. His hair was a ruffled mess and he had bags under his usually bright, caramel eyes.

Tyler was making breakfast, shirtless as well. He was in a pair of Superman pajama pants, his hair a ruffled mess. Unlike Shane, he didn't have bags under his eyes. But he still looked exhausted.

Mackenzie and Nicole were still frozen in the kitchen doorway, unsure of what to do.

"And there are people here," Shane announced, rolling his eyes. "Great."

Wait, didn't he go home last night?

"You guys are up early," Tyler commented, his voice hoarse. He was hungover.

"Same to you," I answered, heading to the pantry. "You guys just want to go out for breakfast?" I asked, realizing that they might be uncomfortable. I'm used to seeing the guys shirtless, but they probably aren't.

"Yeah," Mackenzie said, quickly. "Starbucks?"

"Sounds great," I answered, and we all went back upstairs. "Let's just head out in our PJs and we can get ready on set."

"Sounds great to me," Nicole said, slipping on a pair of flip-flops.

"Me too," Mackenzie answered, pulling a pair of sweatpants over the volleyball spandex she'd slept in.

I was already in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, although the t-shirt revealed some skin, since it ended right below my belly button. I considered changing, but we were only headed to Starbucks. I pulled on a pair of Uggs.

"Go ahead," I said, stopping by the kitchen. "I'm just going to grab my mom's card."

Shane and Tyler were still in the kitchen. Shane was slamming his pill bottle on the counter, his head in his hands, which can only mean something went down last night.

"And you're back?" Tyler said, raising his eyebrows at me.

"Getting mom's card for breakfast," I said, reaching into her purse. I grabbed her credit card. "Everything alright?"

Tyler wiggled his phone and I nodded in understanding. I went out to Nicole's car.

"Is it normal for them to be shirtless in your kitchen?" Mackenzie asked, breathlessly.

"Pretty much every day," I answered, leaning back in the passenger seat.

"You live the life," she sighed.

Nicole and I exchanged a glance before bursting into laughter.

Mackenzie scrunched her hair while looking out the window, ignoring the two of us.

"You know we love you Kenzie," Nicole cooed.

"Shut up."

We pulled into Starbucks. "Everyone just want the usual?" I asked, pulling out my mom's credit card.

"Yeah, sure," Nicole said, pulling out her phone.

"I'll get it," Mackenzie said.

"You sure?"

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