So this is based off an actual life experience, translated into the Scorpion universe. For the most part all of these things are true, embellished some to jazz it up just a bit.
In case you were wondering real life counterparts
Happy: Me
Toby: My exboyfriend
Paige: My ex's friend's girlfriend
Walter: My ex's friend
It all started with a bottle of Aristocrat Vodka.
Light poured into the tinted windows of the garage illuminating it in a soft orangey haze. The light coming in eventually met Happy's eyes, slowly pulling her from her sleep. She took a moment to survey her surrounding, not knowing initially where she was. Memories from the night before came trickling back to her and then hit her full force along with the wicked headache from her hangover. Trying to assess the damage that everyone did last night Happy sat up, her head throbbed and she suddenly felt nauseous telling her that she sat up far too fast. When Happy finally got her bearings she stood up and walked to the kitchen.
The kitchen looked like it was hit by a cyclone. (Haha see what I did there) Cups and empty water bottles were scattered everywhere on the table and around it. The sink was stacked with pots, pans and oddly enough paper plates. Happy searched the fridge for a bottle of water, finally finding four in the way back of the fridge. She took out all four, remembering there were three other people that were at the garage with her last night. Toby was the only one Happy could see as she walked out of the kitchen. He was sitting on the couch with his head thrown back so she was looking straight up his nose. Happy walked over to the couch, setting the four water bottles on the coffee table.
"Hey Doc, wake up," Happy said shaking him. Toby woke up with a snort, eyes darting back and forth, breathing heavily trying to make sense of what he was seeing. His eyes finally focusing and breathing coming back to normal Toby was able to see Happy. Then the hangover reared its ugly head. Happy saw Toby sink back into the couch groaning and pressing his temples with the palms of his hands.
"Hey drink this," Happy said handing him one of the cool bottles of water from the coffee table. Toby accepted it gladly and took small sips to avoid getting sick. Happy sat down next to him and started drinking her bottle of water.
"Where are Walter and Paige?" Toby asked after finishing his bottle of water.
"I don't know I haven't seen them all morning," Happy said.
A loud thud came from the loft above them. Happy and Toby laughed knowing that either Walter or Paige had fallen out of bed. After about a minute or so Paige and Walter appeared at the top of the stairs still wearing their clothes from last night. Paige's hair was pulled up into a messy bun on the top of her head and her usually polished makeup was smudged into dark almost raccoon eyes. Walter looked like he had been hit by a freight train, deep purple blue bags under his eyes and clearly very hung over.
"Well aren't you two a sight for sore eyes," Toby said and chuckled a little bit.
"Shut up Toby," Paige and Walter said in tandem.
Walking down the stairs proved to be a difficult task for Walter. His head pounded and his vision was blurry making it hard to focus on the stairs. Paige however walked down the stairs with ease despite the massive hangover.
"Water," Paige said.
Happy grabbed one of the bottles off the coffee table and held it up for her to see. Paige walked over to the couch, took the bottle from Happy and sat down next to her. By the time Paige sat down Walter had finally reached the ground floor of the garage.
"Walter, you alright pal?" Toby said.
He was worried Walter was beginning to look a little green. Before Walter could say a word he ran into the kitchen and threw up in the sink. Happy and Toby cringed on the couch. Paige however got up and walked into the kitchen to rub Walter's back in an attempt to soothe him.
"Are you feeling alright Hap?"
"The last time you asked someone that they threw up, but to answer your question yes I'm fine just a little hungover," Happy said.
Toby chuckled at her reply and put his arm around her shoulders, pulled her into his side and pressed a kiss to her temple. Suddenly an intense wave of nausea and pain hit Toby and had him hunched over with his palms pressed into his temples.
"Why did we drink so much last night? I hardly remember anything from last night after drink number four," Toby groaned.
"Yeah what happened last night? I can't remember either," Paige said. She walked in with her arm around Walter, leading him to the couch.
"I can't remember anything either except for a multitude of alcoholic beverages" Walter said once he was seated on the couch.
"I remember everything," Happy said.
All eyes were on her, begging to know what kind of shenanigans and tomfoolery went on last night.