A friend of a friend, these strangers at the party never paid

I tried to open my eyes however the blinding sunlight bouncing off the white walls made the obnoxious pounding in my head a million times worse. I internally groaned and rolled onto my back, opening my eyes again for a second before closing them again, this time draping one of my arms over my eyes and sighing deeply.

"Rough night?" I heard sarcasm ringing in his voice.

"you tell me, I can't remember what even happened" I answered honestly, while the bed dipped indicating they sat down. I sat up and opened my eyes to face mike who had joined me on, which I'm guessing is his bed, however instantly regretting it. Sudden movement really didn't help my head, the pounding speeding speeding up and the sunlight literally blinding me. I hissed and bought my hands up to my head and applied pressure, it never helps but I've gotten myself into the habit now. I heard mike laugh slightly and opened my eyes to glare at him, it hurt but it was worth it.

Instead of really doing anything, he handed my a glass I was never aware he was holding and held out two white pills. I smiled widely at him and took them.

"thank you so much" I sounded like he gave me more than pain killers but I needed it more than air.

"any time dollface" mike winked at me, I rolled my eyes at him.

"So," I sipped at my orange juice "what happened last night" I raised my eyebrow at him, after all I can't remember anything and I'm in his bed.

Luckily he got my drift and answered me, with a little laugh "you had to take a call, climed a tree and fell out. I caught you before you hit the floor but you hit your head on something and you got your top all wet which is why your wearing one of mine"

"ohh, yeah, I can't handle spiders" We both laughed at how pathetic I sounded "don't judge" I finished off and out my.glass on the small table next to the bed.

"Oh one question?" Mike turned my attention back to him

"shoot"

"what does pierce the veil mean?"

"What? Where did you hear that?" I was confused now

"you said to your friend 'what have I told you about piercing the veil?' What does it mean"

"oh, erm. It means, oh I don't know how to explain" I ran my hand through my hair trying to think of a way to put it into context. "Okay so say you were un-happy" I paused to see if he was following "to 'pierce the veil' would be to cut out the thing that is making you unhappy." He tilted his head at me as if asking for more. I sighed and tried again. " okay, your a drummer right?"

"Yeah, what's that got to do with anything?"

i ignored his question and carried on. "So say your working on a complicated..erm .. Thing, and there is one bit your not happy with, yeah?" I stopped to see if he was understanding me, he nodded. " so what would you do with the.. Thing that is making you unhappy?"

"well I would just not bother with it, if it sounds better without it can fuck off"

" so you would be piercing the veil, cutting the thing that is making you unhappy out, or telling it to fuck off in your case" I looked back at him to see if he had got it.

"I get you now, thanks for that"

i smiled and and looked around the room, or on top of a set of draws.

"mike?"

"yeah"

"is that a bong?!" I half laughed.

Mike smirked at me and opened his mouth to answer something probably whitty however tony burst through the door, no warning or anything just ran through the door. he looked at me still in his bed and us both laughing. we in turn stopped laughing and looked at tony.

then he spoke, slightly out of breath from his running up the stairs. "Molly's here, Jaime's trying to stall her but it won't work for long." He turned to leave but then turned and looked at me "and good morning, you still want to meet some of my friends?" He asked with a glint in his eye

" morning, and I'd love too, might need a lift back to mine though" I asked with a cheeky grin

"sure, whenever your ready" he said finally then left, leaving me and mike alone again, oh, and the stomping of boots clomping up the stairs.

Mike wide eyed, looked at me and pointed to the bathroom. I was half out of the bed when he stopped me.

"what?" I whisper-yelled at him

"my top"

"well where's mine?" I asked him getting closer to the bathroom door that connected mike and Vic's room

" I dried it off and left it in the bathroom," he answered in a hurry, the footsteps getting closer to the door

i sighed and took my top off and walked into the bathroom, looking around the place looking for my grey vest. I just started poking around the rack where towels were hung up, when the door made me jump, me placing a hand over my heart in an effort so slow it down. I don't even know why I'm hiding in the first place, I know they think she's a bitch but why must I hide in a bloody toilet? Makes no sence to me. Instead of either mike or Molly stood in front of me, I found a half naked, tired Vic standing in front of me, looking at me questiongly.

it seemed like he isn't functioning this morning so I kept things simple. "Molly" I told him.

Instead of doing much, he nodded, handed me a grey thing and pointed out of the door before standing near the toilet. It's a good thing I've been awake a while, so I awkwardly walked out the bathroom, through Vic's dark room and out into the hall, before looking at the grey thing in my hands. My top. I don't know why he had it but I don't really care. I slipped it over my shoulders and walked down the stairs.

Notes

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