A/N: I can't beleive I'm writing something like this, but I did it after talking to my friend on Skype. Plus, it's kind of an anniversery gift since it's been four years since I met her on fanfic. And it was all thanks to a random question I asked her.

Anyway, enjoy the, uh... well... just enjoy. I apologize for the spelling errors.

Leah was walking drunkenly back to Carley's place after a drinking party at Konjia's place in Drewhen. Thankfully, Leah made it to Carley's house as Carley heard a sudden thud outside in her backyard who opened her door and saw her friend Leah laughing while laying on her back in a drunken heap.

"Leah? Is that you?" Carley said as Leahl looked to her black-haired friend.

"Hey, Carley! I haven't seen you in like, forever, bro!" Leah slurred giving Carley a hug.

Carley returned it who then smelled the well-known scent of alchohol on Leah's body. "Leah.. have you been drinking?"

"...Maybe..." Leah said with a smile on her face as Carley put Leah's arm over her neck and walked in Carley's room, "It was the greatest party eva!"

"Geez, woman, how much did you drink?" Carley wondered putting Leah on the could of Carley's sitting room.

"...Uhm.. about... 40 shots," Leah said.

"40! You shouldn't even be standing right now!" Carley said as Leah began to burst out laughing, rolling on her back. "What's so funny?"

"I shouldn't even be standing. That's funny!" Leah breathed and continued to laugh in her drunken glory.

All Carley could do is sight at her friend since Leah has no idea what she's saying or doing. Then something dawned on Carley who helped Leah to the bathroom when the 21-year-old threw up in the toilet.

"Leah, you need a shower."

"A shower?" Leah looked up at her friends in confusion.

"You can't go to sleep smelling like... God knows what. The smell will go into my bed and sheets. So, I can't beleive I'm going to say this, but take off your clothes," Carley said.

"I dont' wanna!" Leah whinned laying on her back kicking her feet in a child like manner.

"Come on, Leah. One of us has to be the adult here; especially on days like these. Even though both of us have Special Needs," Carley replied beginning to take of Leah's black shirt.

"Ugh, I'm fine. I don't smell like booze." Then Leah began to snicker. "Heh, heh, heh. Booze. It almost sounds like boobs."

"Hold still," Carley told Leah helping Leah take off her bra.

"Oh, speaking of boobs, mine are out," Leah laughed as Carley felt her face turn red from what she was doing, but knew she was helping her friend out.

On that note, that didn't mean Carley couldn't look at her friend being in nothing but her Birthday suite after Carley took off Leah's shorts and underwear.

"There. You're all clean," Carley said to Leah who had a towel over her head and face sitting on Carley's bed.

Carley sighed from holding Leah still when the young 21 year old tried to squirm out of Carley's grip more than once when Carley was washing Leah up as best as Carley could. The only think Carley was happy about was the smell of beer completley gone from her room.

"The only thing I have to do now is wash your clothes that smell," Carley said who loked to see Leah knocked out, "Aw. She needed to fall alseep anyway so she can sleep off the beer. Too bad she's gonna get a hangover."

Carley puts the covers over Leah's body before going to sleep herself in the same bed next to her drunken friend.