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Pick The Poison And Pour Yourself A Glass

My Best Friend Is An Ass (I Still Love Her Though)

It was a quarter before noon when I was lazily laying down on the couch. My iPod on my right hand and my cellphone on the other. Until I felt my phone ring.

I shot up from where I was laying down then quickly flipped my phone to answer the call.

"Spencer!" I shouted.

"God, lower down your voice."

"You made me worry! You ass," I said in a pissed tone as I flopped down on the couch.

"I called didn't I?" she laughed. "You weirdo,"

"Fuck you," I said in annoyance.

She finds this conversation funny.

Asshole.

"Yea yea yea," she said. "Fuck, it's like a boulder landed on the back of my neck,"

"Hangover?"

"Yea. Did you know I woke up at around 3 in the morning with a throbbing pain in my head?" I swear I'd gladly cut my head off..."

"Aw. Poor thing. That's what you get for challenging Gabe in a drinking contest,"

Oh yea. Gabe.

"Did you guys have sex last night?" I asked out-of-the-blue. Well, I had to.

She didn't reply. Instead, she burst out laughing.

"Me and Gabe? Sex?" she hysterically laughed. "Hell no!"

I rolled my eyes.

"I don't believe you,"

"Then don't!" she said. "But sweetie, i would never have sex with that lunatic. Maybe make out but that's just it."

"Then why did he? Never mind. I'll just see you on the next stop."

"Sure sure," she said, still laughing.

What the fuck is wrong with the world? You try to be serious and yet people just laugh at you. Needless to say, it was utter bullshit.

"So how is Spencer?" William said walking in while drying his hair. With no shirt on.

Oh. Happy day.

"She's fine,"I tried to not look at him.

His topless presence was all I needed to calm down.

"I told you so," he grinned.

"Whatever," I frowned.

I'm seriously not in the mood to flirt with him right now.

"What's wrong now, love?" he said as he sat beside me.

"Nothing," I sighed. "It's just that Spencer's acting like an ass makes me mad,"

William just smiled at me and kissed my forehead.

"Please smile," he said. "For me?"

I couldn't help but smile at his innocent face.

"There we go," he smiled. "Listen, I've been thinking a lot lately."

"About what?" I asked.

"You know, us. Where these sweet-talking and flirting will lead to,"

"Oh. What about it?"

"I was wondering if, you could be my..."

"Bill! What did I tell you about leaving your goddamn shoes here?" Shizzy yelled from their bunk area.

I heard William mouth "Shit."

"I'm coming!" he replied.

He just smiled at me and left.
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Okay so I based the whole hangover thing well, on my first hangover.
Worst times.
Thoughts about Spencer, really who would turn down Gabe Saporta?

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