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Dean decided to take up on Lita's offer and hang out with her today. After not really knowing what to do, Lita went straight to the nearest bar. Dean was surprised at Lita, impressed with the amount of alcohol she could take before starting to feel the effects. Dean knew what could possibly happen with they first entered the bar. Lita was feeling stressed out about today, he was, too. Alcohol wasn't the greatest idea to deal with it, anything would be better, but a day like this would go well with a drink.
Dean was skeptical about this after the second drink, but after the third he lost a bit of consiousness, and all the negative thinking went out the door and the only thing on his mind was to down as much drinks possible, and bring the redhead back to his room after they were done..
The next day
Dean slowly opened his eyes, not really liking the position he was in when he woke up. Why was he sleeping on the kitchen counters? He slowly turned onto his stomach, his face press against the cool surface, enjoying it. He feet lazily touched the floor. He pushed himself up with little strength he had left in his body, his legs gave out on him and he found himself on the floor.
Dean closed his eyes again. His stomach really wanting to get rid of the bad stuff in his stomach. He held it in with deep breathes, than tried to get up on his feet again, succeeding this time. A few knocks were heard from the door, Dean slowly stumbled to the door. Opening it with force and leaned on the door for support.
"You look like hell.." Seth gave a look.
Dean rolled his eyes, he winced when he did. "Aw, that's exactly what I want to hear when I wake up. What the hell do you want? I'm suffering a bad hangover. I want to sleep it off."
Seth got straight to the point, pulling his phone out from his pocket and showing the screen to Dean, obviously on Twitter. "What is this?" Seth asked.
Dean blinked at the bright screen, even though it was on low brightness it felt like it was burning Dean's eyes. "A picture..?"
"Dean just tell me what happened!" Seth whined like a child. People were asking him all day what had went down between these two, not knowing, it annoyed him.
Dean focused on the screen, after the bluriness went away he laughed. It was a picture of Dean doing a body shot off Lita. Somehow, someone took the picture at the wrong time, or the right time as Dean thought, and it looked like Dean was actually kissing Lita. Probably the part when he was suppose to take the lime out of her mouth. He wasn't to fond of limes, now they were his favorite. He let out another amused laugh.
Confussed, Seth asked what was wrong. Dean explained to Seth he and Lita went out for a couple of drinks, got completely drunk and didn't know what really happened in the end.
Before Seth could comment, Dean shut the door in his face, earning rude remarks from the other side. Dean was happy his friend left without pestering the subject more. Now he could sleep. He leaned against the walls all the way to his bedroom and seen Lita on the floor, passed out. He sighed and picked her up. Sloppily putting her onto the bed and laid down next to her, passing out instintly.
Lita woke up, surprisingly, she did not have a hangover. She looked over at Dean, who slept deeply. Calling his names a few times seemed like it won't wake him up. She stretched out her tired mucles and got off the bed. What she couldn't believe was that she woke up with clothes on, not that she was thinking Dean would take advantage of her in a drunken state.. possibly.
She straightened out her PJ's and hair before leaving the room. She peeped her head out, checking for anyone in the hallway. She didn't want anyone going around spreading rumors. Not that there wasn't already. Satisfied that they were none, she made her way to the tenth floor, hoping her roommate was back at the hotel.
What time was it? More importantly, has it passed another day?
She was suppose to be going to an interview the next day, or was it today now? She will figure it out later. Lita softly knocked on the door, not sure what time was it and didn't want to cause a interuption.
The door opened, but it wasn't her roommate.
Hunter smirked, pulling the redhead in and shut the door. Lita has been through odd situations before, but this was by far the worse. What was Hunter doing here?
"Hi Lita, how you doing?" Hunter asked with a playful tone.
Lita ignored for a bit, looking behind Hunter was Randy Orton, Kane was no where around, but Lita knew what was going on.. but, what did the authority want from her?
dun dun dun! What do they want? I think you already know! I need a few questions for the interview, want a ask a question? Don't be afraid to! Oh, tell me what you thought of this chapter, and if there is anyway to improve the story I'll gladly listen!
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