"Can I have my bathroom back now? And why are you in my bathroom anyways? Not to mention my room, for that matter." MacKenzie dragged herself from beneath rumpled sheets, trying to glare at Josh, yet failing. "Eh, do you really want me to answer that?" The male replied, with a coy smirk. "Yes... wait... No.. Yes... Wait... No... I think I'll go with No-yeah, tell me."
"Are you finished?" Josh laughed, only to receive a smack and nod from MacKenzie. "Do you remember anything from last night?" A shake of the head was given in reply, to which Josh's smirk grew. "Well, let's just say we have more than a working relationship... If you get my drift."
"Ew! Take that back man!" Kenzie proceeded to, litterally, freak out at this news. Josh laughted out right, until she tackled him. "Take it back! Take it back! You lie man! You lie!"
"Yes, yes I do." He smirked, able to flip them over. She simply blinked up at him, unsure of how in the hell this happened. "Hello, could you please get off me now? I gotta have a shower man. Get off!"
~oOo~
"That's it! Rylie, hurry the fuck up or we're leaving without you!" Paul pounded on the bathroom door, in an attempt to hasten the female along. "Hold your fucking horses Paul! And go ahead, I honestly don't give a fuck!" Came the reply, over the sounds of running water.
"Ok, we're leaving. Randy, you can stay here and bitch at her. Don't bother to go to Eric's office. We'll see you after." Paul stated coldly, turning and storming out of the hotel room, Ric and Dave in tow. "Yeah, see ya later then." Randy called, sprawled across Rylie's bed, remote in hand.
~oOo~
"Josh? Now where the fuck did he go?" MacKenzie groaned to herself, wringing out damn, crimson and obsidian locks. Attire was simple; baggy black pants, a black tank with fishnet sleeves, attached by grommets and saftypins, and a line of black eyeliner. "All right Mac, going to stop talking to yourself now, 'cause he's obviously not here. So stop talking to yourself.. now! Stop it! Stop! Shut up Mac, stop it!."
"I got coffee." MacKenzie whirled, finding one Josh Mathews standing in the doorway, coffee and a paper bag in hand. "Eh, where the hell did ye wander off to?" Quiery given absently, as the fem' snatched the bag and cup from the male. "Food and caffiene. Like you, I need a caffiene fix first thing in the morning."
"Ohh, caffiene. I love you man!" Skillfully removing the plastic lid, Mac was instantly chugging the liquid. "Don't forget to breathe."
"Are you finished?" Josh laughed, only to receive a smack and nod from MacKenzie. "Do you remember anything from last night?" A shake of the head was given in reply, to which Josh's smirk grew. "Well, let's just say we have more than a working relationship... If you get my drift."
"Ew! Take that back man!" Kenzie proceeded to, litterally, freak out at this news. Josh laughted out right, until she tackled him. "Take it back! Take it back! You lie man! You lie!"
"Yes, yes I do." He smirked, able to flip them over. She simply blinked up at him, unsure of how in the hell this happened. "Hello, could you please get off me now? I gotta have a shower man. Get off!"
~oOo~
"That's it! Rylie, hurry the fuck up or we're leaving without you!" Paul pounded on the bathroom door, in an attempt to hasten the female along. "Hold your fucking horses Paul! And go ahead, I honestly don't give a fuck!" Came the reply, over the sounds of running water.
"Ok, we're leaving. Randy, you can stay here and bitch at her. Don't bother to go to Eric's office. We'll see you after." Paul stated coldly, turning and storming out of the hotel room, Ric and Dave in tow. "Yeah, see ya later then." Randy called, sprawled across Rylie's bed, remote in hand.
~oOo~
"Josh? Now where the fuck did he go?" MacKenzie groaned to herself, wringing out damn, crimson and obsidian locks. Attire was simple; baggy black pants, a black tank with fishnet sleeves, attached by grommets and saftypins, and a line of black eyeliner. "All right Mac, going to stop talking to yourself now, 'cause he's obviously not here. So stop talking to yourself.. now! Stop it! Stop! Shut up Mac, stop it!."
"I got coffee." MacKenzie whirled, finding one Josh Mathews standing in the doorway, coffee and a paper bag in hand. "Eh, where the hell did ye wander off to?" Quiery given absently, as the fem' snatched the bag and cup from the male. "Food and caffiene. Like you, I need a caffiene fix first thing in the morning."
"Ohh, caffiene. I love you man!" Skillfully removing the plastic lid, Mac was instantly chugging the liquid. "Don't forget to breathe."