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This is what happens when I listen to Katy Perry's "Waking Up in Vegas" while reading Gadge fanfics, enjoy!


Chapter One

Madge's head was pounding and the sun was burning her eyes. Whose arm was draped over her side? Whose face was in the crook of her neck? Why was she only in her underwear? At the thought of the indications of those few facts she rolled off the edge of the bed, careful not to wake her intruder.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" Madge screamed at the sight of a practically naked Gale in her bed.

Gale groaned, who was yelling this early in the morning when he was hungover? He squinted as he opened his eyes to the sight of a half naked Madge.

"Ohhh fuck! This is not happening Undersee! You took advantage of me!" He thrust his finger in her face accusingly.

Madge cocked her head and rolled her eyes. This was ridiculous. As far as she could tell no one took advantage of anyone. I mean she didn't feel any differently. Surely it felt differently after you had sex, right?

"You did this!" She pushed his finger out of her face and put hers in his face instead. "You kept shoving drinks down my throat! It's your birthday Madge you said! You're always so straitlaced you said! Not so straitlaced now Gale!" She felt something poke her in the thigh. She jumped back. Realizing she less than a foot away from Gale while wearing nothing but her underwear she shuffled to wrap herself up in a sheet.

"Get over yourself Undersee. It's morning wood! It has nothing to do with you! Besides you're nothing I haven't seen before!"

"Shut up Hawthorne! Oh God! It touched me!"

"I'm sure a lot more than that touched you last night! You weren't complaining then!"

"Will you just shut up and let me think! Let's consider the facts." She stared at him wide-eyed.

"What?" He shot back confused.

"What is that on your neck?" She grabbed the sides of his face roughly and tossed it to the side to get a better look at his neck. "Ohhh shit. That's a hickey."

"Goddamnit Madge! Do I look like a goddamn teenager to you?"

"Oh God oh God oh God oh God! I did that to you!"

"No shit." He ran his hand through his hair. This was confusing. Did his drunken self want Madge or something? Because his sober self could hardly stand her. But she had looked amazing in her underwear. Who knew there was such a curvaceous figure under those dresses and mechanic overalls?

Madge turned away from him to look through her purse. "What are you looking for?" Gale called out.

"Our money, check your wallet." Madge stared back at him her mouth open.

"What? You're worrying me!"

"Our money is gone. There's like five bucks in here!"

He ran to his pants on the floor. There was nothing but a picture of him and Madge at the casino from yesterday and a ten-dollar bill. "Well it looked like we had fun." In the photo Gale had his arm thrown over Madge's shoulders and he was looking at her smiling as she grinned at the camera. He felt Madge approach behind him. She laughed. "Where are my crown and my boa?" Her eyes searched the room. They were nowhere to be found.

"This is all going to be fine. I'll just call my mom. She'll transfer us some money." A sigh of relief escaped his lips. This was all going to be over and he wouldn't have to discuss the implications of what happened with Madge.

"Don't call your mother! Then I'll be roped into this with you!"

He stared at her incredulously. "You are roped into this. She knows we came here for your birthday weekend!"

"Just no! Then she'll hate me!"

Gale rolled his eyes. She was so difficult "Then we'll call Peeta and Katniss! They're the reason we're in this situation in the first place. If they had showed up we wouldn't have shared a room and we would've had someone to babysit us as we got trashed."

"Yes!" Madge ran to the phone at the center of the hotel room and dialed their number. "Peeta? Yes you owe me big time I had to sleep in a hotel room with Gale Hawthorne because of you! Can I ask a favor?"

As she ran Gale caught sight of suspicious bite marks on her shoulder. Oh God. She didn't need to know about those. At least, not until she was less freaked out about last night. I mean yes it was shocking, maybe even a little unnerving, but that's it right? It didn't have to mean anything, not if they didn't want it to... Did he want it to? Before the harpy snatched his sleep from him it had felt nice spooning with Madge. And he definitely couldn't deny that he was incredibly beautiful. Even now. Hungover from the night before she was radiating. Her hair was wild, yes, but on her it just looked so sexy. Her makeup was smudged perfectly around her eyes, making her look sultry. Goddamnit. He was royally fucked.

"Yeah thanks. Whatever. We need money to get home… We woke up and it was all gone." Another pause. "Yes this is your fault! You're the responsible one!" Another pause. "Thank you Peeta! You're an amazing friend!" She turned to Gale. "He said okay. The money should be in there in about six hours."

Gale already knew that doughboy would give them the money. He turned and grabbed a clean pair of jeans out of his suitcase. This was going to be a long six hours alone with Undersee in the hotel room.

Madge walked toward the bathroom, maybe the water would wash away everything from last night. As she turned to lock the door she caught sight of her back.

"You bit me!"