A.N. Anonymous wanted: 'You woke up and found me passed out in the hallway naked & were very kind about it. here's your robe back' (not proof-readed yet 'cause lazy)
When Max woke up, she thought it'll be just a normal day -well as normal as it could get for her. That is, until she heard someone scream outside her room. Wondering what's wrong, she quickly went out and her eyes widened at what she saw there. Kate was the one who screamed and the reason lay in front of her door. It was Chloe. Looked like she passed out before she could knock on her door. And...she was naked. What the hell happened to her? Why was she naked in the first place? And why did she want to go to her? But now she just slept peacefully, her mouth wide open and snored.
"Do you think she's okay, Max?" Asked Kate worried, while Max just smiled at her and tried to drag Chloe in her room. "Sure, sure. Don't worry, she's hella fine." Ugh, Chloe was heavier than she thought...Wrapping her arms around her chest — and trying, but failing, not to touch her breast — Max finally managed to drag her in her room. After closing the door behind them, she pulled the still sleeping punk friend on her bed.
She was barely on her bed, before Chloe made herself comfortable. That's when Max actually had the time to 'look' at her. She saw Chloe naked before, but...it was all different now. Well, it's been 'different' before she even left Arcadia Bay, but still...Max blushed, when she realized she's been examining Chloe's naked body for five minutes already.
Okay, it was time to wake her up now. But...maybe it wouldn't hurt if...going over to her desk, Max took her camera and took a nice picture of Chloe. Or two actually. One with just her sleeping face and the other...well all of her glory. After putting the photos and camera away, she actually tried to wake her up. "Chloe. Chloe, wake up. Chloeeeee!" The bluenette really was a heavy sleeper...Some things just didn't change.
Something like this happened before. The sleeping part. One night she became so drunk (again) that you could fire five canons right next to her and she'd still sleep peacefully. Maybe all she could do was wait. After pulling the blanket over her, so that she won't catch a cold, Max decided to sleep a few more minutes, too. It was still too early anyway. Also she couldn't leave Chloe alone like that.
Maybe these were just dumb excuses, but who cared? But instead of sleeping, she turned to her friend and stared at her a bit longer. Trying to wake her up again, she poked her cheeks a few times. Then pulled at them and let her make weird faces. The bluenette didn't wake up, though. Then she got one last idea. Let's just wake up the princess with a kiss. Yeah, it was cheesy as fuck, but Chloe wouldn't wake up either and never know about it.
Like Chloe said, make a move on her and she'd never know. And s she leaned in to kissed her but before their lips could meet, Chloe suddenly opened her eyes. Max froze and just stared into Chloe's hazy eyes. "...Max...?" Mumbled Chloe sleepily and as if she's in pain. Maybe she had a hangover. "Morning." Was all Max could say as she pulled away. "What are you doing in my room?" The bluenette asked as she sat up and held her head. The blanket fell down and exposed her chest, but she didn't seem to notice it.
"You're in my room actually." That's when Chloe looked around and realized it, too. "How did I get here?" Then she looked down at herself. "Why the fuck am I naked?" Realizing what that might mean, she looked at Max in shock. "We didn't...you know...had sex, right?" The brunette blushed and shook her head. "Uh no. No, I just found you like this in front of my door."
"Oh." Did Chloe actually sound...disappointed? "Do you remember what happened yesterday?" Chloe needed a while to think. She rubbed her head and didn't even think about covering her chest. "No fucking idea, man. But it was good that you where the one who found me like that."
"Well...Actually Kate found you first. And you really don't remember what you did last night?"
"No, I can't remember." Still rubbing her head, the bluenette closed her eyes rightly. "Fuck, my head hurts..."
"How much did you drink?"
"Ugh, no idea." Then Max pushed her back down and tucked her in. "You should sleep more, Chloe." Chloe groaned, but agreed. She did feel like shit. "Max...water..." Apparently while having a hangover, Chloe couldn't think of any nicknames for Max. Getting out of bed again, Max brought her best friend a glass of water and Chloe drank it in one go. "Now go to sleep and I-"
"Come here and cuddle!" Max raised an eyebrow. Was she still drunk? Or high? Fuck how much stuff did she take last night that it was still in her system? "Chloe, I have classes soon. I need to shower and get ready."
"No, you want to come here and cuddle." The brunette rolled her eyes and wanted to go out, but Chloe took her hand and pulled her back into her bed. She didn't even have the chance to escape, because Chloe hugged her as tight as she could. "Chloe..."
"You stay here, Maxaroni. You have to take care of me."
"Chloe, you're still high. Just go to sleep. I'll be back before you wake up."
"Noooo!" Whined the taller girl. Sighing Max pushed Chloe away from her. "Just let me shower, okay?" Chloe pouted, but let her go. When she tried to get up, too, Max pushed her back down again. "You stay here."
"But I wanna join ya." Max blushed a dark shade of red. Okay definitely high. "No, you try to sleep now. I'll be right back." That's when Chloe finally gave in, too tired to keep arguing with her. Sighing relieved that Chloe finally let her, she quickly took her stuff and hit the showers, before Chloe changed her mind. When she came back into her room Chloe was sleeping — and also snoring. Believing that Chloe will sleep the whole day till she's actually sober, Max got dressed, took her bag and went out to the school. But not without giving Chloe a 'good night' kiss on her forehead.
