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Bonnie groaned the next morning and rubbed his eyes. He didn't remember much of what happened last night but the pounding headache was a good indicator.

Rolling over, he saw a bottle of water and Advil on his nightstand. He wasn't sure who left it but he was glad. He grabbed the Advil and chased two down with water.

A knock at the door caused him to fall back in frustration before telling whoever was at the door to come in.

"Ah, you're awake," Freddy said as he poked his head in the room. He had some food in his hands, making Bonnie grateful to see him.

"What time is it?" Bonnie groaned.

"Noon." The brunet crossed the room and sat on the bed.

"What happened last night?"

"Well, you and Lia got pretty drunk." Freddy blinked. "I think she's still sleeping." He chuckled awkwardly. "I'd stay out of the girls' ways today if I were you."

"Uh, why?"

The brunet looked uncomfortable. "You kind of said things you shouldn't have."

Just then, Foxy leaned in the door. "Yeah mate, you and me are in hot water; Freddy's the only one they're not mad at."

"Wait, what did you do?" Freddy inquired in confusion.

"Well, here's what happened after you brought Bonnie up to bed..." Foxy trailed off. He peeked into the hall to see if any of the girls were coming out before ducking into the room. "I told her I wanted to make something work with her."

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After running together and cleaning up, Kat and Chica spent the night in Kat's room comforting each other while watching Scream. They took turns checking on Ophelia to make sure she didn't need anything while being careful to not wake anyone else up. Chica made the older blonde an iced coffee and a breakfast burrito and put it in her room when it looked like she was showing signs of waking up.

"And then what?" Kat asked Chica as the two lied in Kat's bed.

"I kissed him," Chica confessed. She buried her face into her friend's hair as she groaned. "Then I said it was a mistake."

"Well, do you like him?" Kat prompted.

"I-I..." Chica stuttered. She glanced over at the door nervously. "Yes." She confessed.

"But you're scared it's too soon," Kat concluded.

"How do you know that?" Chica asked in amazement.

"Wild guess."

The door slowly creaked open and Ophelia leaned in, groaning and rubbing her eyes. "What happened last night?" She asked; she crossed over and collapsed next to Kat, barely giving the girls time to scramble out of the way. "Room spinning."

"In short, you got drunk," Chica answered. "Where's JJ?"

"Who?" Ophelia blinked. "Is that who was in my bed?"

"Yes," Kat and Chica chorused as they shared a look.

"I don't know," Ophelia complained as she rolled over. "I woke up around 3 and he was gone. Guys suck."

The younger girls started to giggle, confusing the older blonde.

"What?" Ophelia asked. "What's so funny; I wanna laugh!" She pouted as she listened to Kat and Chica attempt to get over their giggling fit.

"Sorry, Lia," Kat gasped, her sides starting to ache. "It's just we were having that conversation last night."

"Oh, why?" Ophelia inquired, her face lighting up. "Who's in trouble?"

"Promise you won't overreact?" Chica requested cautiously.

"Would I do that?"

"Yes." Kat and Chica quipped with no hesitation.

Ophelia let out a dramatic gasp. "I won't." She held up her hand. "Scout's honor."

"I kissed Foxy," Chica revealed. She covered her ears when Ophelia squealed. "Lia, I think only dogs heard you."

"My plan's coming together!" Ophelia exclaimed. She caught the stares she was getting. "Oh relax, I didn't plan that; I just meant getting all of us together."

"Yeah, don't get too hung up on that," Kat spoke up as she rubbed her temples.

"Oh sweetie, what happened?"

"I told Foxy it was a mistake," Chica confessed. "But I'm so confused."

"As cliché as it sounds, there's no mistakes, just happy little accidents," Ophelia said with a shrug. She turned to her sister. "What about you?"

Kat shifted uncomfortably. "Bonnie told me that he wished dad never messed up with your mom because he and I never would have broken up."

Ophelia tilted her head, contemplating between hunting down the guys or comforting the girls. "Those boys are so done when I find them."

"Lia, focus," Chica scolded softly.

Ophelia grumbled before saying, "Kat, you're my sister whether it's half, full, or adopted."

"You would always joke I was adopted," Kat pointed out in amusement.

The older sister shrugged before continuing, "Either way, we're sisters." She sat up suddenly and clutched her head. "Ow. You know what we need to do?"

"I'm afraid to ask," Chica muttered.

Ophelia chose to ignore that comment before announcing, "Girls night out and we go to the karaoke bar tonight."

"But you're hung-over," Kat pointed out as she snatched a bottle of water off the floor and handed it to her sister.

Ophelia shrugged. "I'll wear earplugs," she said with a shrug. "Let's go." With that, she flounced out of the room.

A/N: Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed.