"Hey Carls..."

She registered the drop of water on her face before she realized someone was speaking.

"Carly..."

Carly opened her eyes, blinking to adjust them to the lack of light. She glanced at her clock and then at the shadowy outline of her best friend leaning over her.

"Sam? It's 2 in the morning." Carly sat up and began rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. Her nose was immediately assaulted with the overpowering smell of alcohol. "and you're drunk." Carly frowned.

Sam gave a sloppy grin and shrugged. Carly sighed and reached out to pull her friend into bed with her so she could go back to sleep, but instead ended up with a fist full of soggy shirt.

"You're soaking wet!"

"It's raining." Sam answered simply.

"Come on. If you don't dry off you'll get sick." Carly shook her head as she got out of bed. Grabbing her friend by the hand she led her to their bathroom. She began running warm water in the bathtub as Sam clumsily undressed.

"Get in and wash up." Carly instructed once the tub was full. "I'm going to put your clothes in the dryer." Sam nodded and carefully climbed in as Carly left the bathroom with Sam's wet clothes in hand.

As she loaded the clothes in the dryer Carly shook her head again. After their sophomore year of college Carly and Sam had decided to move off campus and get an apartment together. They'd been living together for a little over a year now and most of the time Carly felt more like Sam's maid than her roommate. She couldn't count how many times she ended up washing her friend's clothes or cleaning up after her. In fact, she couldn't think of much the other girl did on her own. As if on cue she heard her best friend yell out her name. Turning the dryer on, Carly made her way back to the bathroom.

"I can't reach my back." Sam pouted as she turned around in the spacious bathtub.

Carly kneeled beside the tub and Sam gave her the wash cloth. She gently scrubbed Sam's back, then poured shampoo in her hand and began massaging it into Sam's scalp. Sam hummed in pleasure and Carly laughed.

"What would you do without me?"

"Be hungry and dirty." Sam mumbled sleepily. The warm water and Carly's hands in her hair began to amplify the effects of the alcohol.

Carly noticed Sam beginning to doze off and decided it would be best to finish up in the bathroom. As she looked at the water in the tub, she realized that Sam had used too much soap and the water was way too sudsy to properly wash the other girl off. She pulled the plug out of the tub and let the water begin to drain.

"Close you eyes." She said to Sam softly. Sam immediately complied and Carly smiled at how easily her friend trusted her. "I'm going to turn on the shower. Sit here and wash yourself off while I go get you a towel and some clothes."

She closed the shower curtain and turned on the shower before heading out the bathroom towards Sam's room. She had to give the door an extra shove because of the pile of dirty clothes laying on the floor right behind it. Looking around at the mess she quickly came to the conclusion she probably wouldn't find anything clean in there. Sighing she realized she'd probably be washing the other girl's clothes sometime soon.

Heading into her own bedroom she grabbed a towel, a pair of shorts, and a t-shirt and moved back into the bathroom. The shower was off now and Sam sat half asleep in the empty tub.

"C'mon, let's get you in bed."

Carly helped the woman dry off and put her clothes on before pulling her back towards her bedroom. She should be used to this by now, Carly decided as she climbed back under her covers, this time with her friend curled up on her other side. Her best friend often ended up in her bedroom after wild nights of partying, and inevitably Carly always took care of the blonde.

As much as her friend's irresponsibility annoyed her, Carly knew that she'd always be there for Sam. In fact, she almost enjoyed taking care of her. She took pleasure in the fact that she was the only one who could get past the blonde's tough outer shell. She had accepted long ago that she had fallen for her best friend, and as she drifted back off to sleep she wondered when exactly her feelings for the blonde had started to change.