"Shit!" my bedroom door slams and I hear shouting on the other side, startling me awake. Katniss is asleep on my chest and she's not wearing any clothing. The blankets are down to the middle of her back but Finnick, who just slammed my bedroom door, did not see anything because she's lying on top of me. I can hear Johanna, Annie, Alex, Prim and Blight talking to Finnick.
"I can't believe it! Brainless lost her fucking card before I did!" Johanna shrieks. Katniss stirs and her eyes slowly open. She locks eyes with me and yawn and sighs, dropping her head back on my chest. I slowly start to slide her off me, but she puts her hand on my cheek to stop me.
"Stop, don't go. Who cares if they're there?" She whispers. I place my hands on the small of her back and sigh.
"We should at least get dressed." I whisper. she shakes her head.
"I'm gonna take a shower." She mumbles. I gets up and stretches, yawning before walking off to the bathroom. I pull on a pair of boxers and make the bed, lying back down on top of it. She comes out of the shower in a towel. "I need to go home." She mumbles. "And get more clothes…" she's tired still. "I don't have any clothes or anything…just a towel…" she runs her hands over her face.
"Katniss, your clothes are right there." I nod at the dresser where they all ended up being flung last night. She stares at them and then stumbles over to them and grabs them, going back into the bathroom. She comes out a minute later fully dressed and stumbles over to me and falls down next to me.
"I'm going to take a shower." I whisper, running my fingers through her wet hair. She gives me a thumb up without looking at me. I watch her in the doorway of the bathroom for nearly five minutes and know she's fallen asleep again. I take a long shower to prepare myself for Finnick's sarcastic banter, and then get out and dry myself off. She's fast asleep, so I just dress in my room in gray jeans, my gray vans, a white V-neck and a tan jacket that I leave open. I run my fingers through my hair, which is curly, and then I give Katniss a long look, knowing I don't have the strength to wake her because she's so adorable when she sleeps.
When I open my bedroom door though, she turns over and locks eyes with me.
"I wasn't asleep." She says. She gets up and grabs her phone off my nightstand. She stretches and I can hear her joins cracking. She follows me out to the living room.
KATNISS'S POV
I know that Johanna and Finnick are going to tease us the worse.
When we walk into the living room, Peeta stops.
"I'll be back in five minutes." I announce.
…..s…..
I come back an hour later, because I'm very bad at timing. I changed my clothes and prepared this.
I'm in a turquoise dress that cuts down low. It goes to six inches above the knee and flows from the bottom of my ribs down, tight everywhere else. I have a pushup bra on too, now, because I don't own any limp shitty bra's. I packed extra clothes for everyone. And I have on black wedges.
I have two twelve packs of beer and I bought a ton of waters and already called off work tomorrow and ordered everyone to do the same. They all did as I said, confused. That was over the phone. I took another shower and braided my hair. I got chips and salsa, a lot of it, and nacho cheese, and a ton of pizza's.
I also got a twelve pack of Prim's favorite soda since she's pregnant and can't drink, and she's only nineteen, son this soda is her's and Alex's. Everyone else is twenty two, twenty three, or in Blight's case, twenty four.
I walk in the front door.
"That took you so fucking long?" Finnick is excited to begin the banter, and so is everyone else. I start to put everything on the coffee table. "Can we start our banter now?" Finnick demands. I open all the blinds and windows to light up the place and turn on the stereo.
"Just a second, you impatient shit." I grumble. Peeta snorts while everyone else looks irritate.
I get out a beer and pop the top off, taking a long, slow drag. Peeta is laughing at me, because I got so much beer. He doesn't hesitate to grab one, too. Everyone begins to help themselves as I put all the Pizza's in the oven to keep them warm. I get bowls and dish all the cheese and salsa, licking my fingers clean.
"I'll bet Peeta saw you do that last night." Alex says loudly. I smack the back of his head.
"I didn't say start yet, you sister fucker." I reply. Everyone starts laughing, including Prim.
"Before we start, Effie wants us to go out to lunch with her tomorrow." Prim says. I shrug.
"Can we do breakfast on Tuesday?" I ask.
"I don't know," Prim says.
"Well call her." I say. Even with her pregnant, she still listens to me. "Does she know about the baby?" I demand.
"No," she says.
"Well you better tell her." I say.
"Can we please start the talk?" Johanna complains. I finish setting up the food and everything and lock the front door.
"On one condition." I say.
"What?" Johanna demands.
"Prim and Alex has to take care of us when we're hung over tomorrow." I say.
"That's why you made us call off work?" Peeta asks.
"Is that a troblem?" I demand.
"No…"
"Good." I take another long drag of the beer in my hand, finishing it and dragging the trash in here, throwing it away and grabbing another.
"I have never not ever seen you drunk." Prim says.
"Because I've never been drunk, you bloody idiot." I say. She rolls her eyes.
"This'll be good." Johanna smirks. "I say we set up a video camera to watch tomorrow." She suggests.
"We can use mine." Peeta gets up and walks into his bedroom, coming back with a tripod. He makes sure it's charging as he starts the video. "I say we all wait till Katniss gets drunk. I want to remember some of this in the morning." He says. I finish my second beer and move on to my third, stumbling slightly as I grab it.
"A dress was a really bad idea." I admit. I dig through my bag and get my mesh gym shorts and tug them on under my dress. I grab my tank top I wore when we were at my parents and I dragged Peeta to my room and half walk, have stumble to the bathroom to change. I toss my dress carelessly in the corner.
"My dad will be so proud of you right now, Brainless." Johanna says.
"Fuck you." I snarl, my words slurring slightly.
PEETA'S POV
We all watch Katniss as she finishes her fifth beer. She keeps giggling and stumbling around. She's drunk.
I get up and close the windows, because the last thing we need is Katniss falling out the window.
"Sto-op it!" she keeps saying. She bursts out laughing and pokes Johanna's nose. She just keeps giggling and moves onto her sixth.
"She's finished half a pack. I kind of want to see where this leads…we should all not drink." Johanna smirks.
"Fine…" I say.
…..a…..
KATNISS'S POV
I wake up on the floor of the kitchen, covered in water…no, something sticky. I see a puddle of brown covering me. I can hear muffled voices and someone asking for me. I smell syrup. I stare at the brown liquid and notice a bottle of syrup next to me. Two bottles of syrup. I'm covered in some type of white powder, too. I feel something trickling down my forehead.
A wave a nausea overwhelms me, and I end up throwing up in the garbage can that is next to me. Everything is too light. I try to get up, but slip in the syrup and fall right back down, a moan of pain loudly escaping my lips as my pounding head comes in contact with the cool tiles. Everyone moves into the kitchen and they all just start laughing at me.
"S-Shut up!" I moan. "What the hell am I covered in?" I demand, wincing from the pain in my head. I notice that I'm only in my bra and underwear. "What happ-ened to my c-lothes?" I moan.
"You ditched them." Peeta says.
"What am I covered-" another wave of nausea overcomes me and I vomit into the garbage can again. Everyone is laughing so hard that they can hardly breathe. "This is disgusting!" I whine. I try to get up again, but slip and fall right back down. Peeta hoists me up to my feet, and has to literally carry me to the shower. He starts a hot shower. He locks the door and picks me up and sits me down in the tub. I'm still in my bra and underwear and he has to literally wash whatever the fuck I'm covered in off me.
PEETA'S POV
She's miserable, but when she watches the video later, she's going to laugh her ass off. I have to literally strip her naked and wash her whole body, and eventually have to join her in the shower. She doesn't try to do anything sexual, she just keeps her eyes shut as I wash her. I wrap a towel around my waist and leave her in there for a moment. I shut off the water when I have everything I need for her, and then I wrap her in a towel, and pick her up.
"I can take care of myself, you know." She mumbles.
"But you don't want to, do you?" I whisper as I help her into a clean pair of underwear and pull one of my shirts over her head. I give her some medicine.
"No," she mumbles when I finish.
"Good, because I like babying you." I kiss her forehead and force her to drink the water she bought. I tuck her in to my bed and stay in there with her.
….s…..
After vomiting eleven times to get all the alcohol out of her system, after sixteen bottles of water and multiple kisses to her forehead, she rises and walks off to the bathroom. She must have brought her toothbrush, because she scrubs her teeth clean and comes back to me.
"Better?" I ask, standing up. She had just woken up.
"Much." She stretches and pulls off my shirt, putting her bra on before pulling her shirt back on. :Part of me wishes I'd done something in that shower." She smiles innocently and walks out of the bedroom.
KATNISS'S POV
"Well hey, hey, pancake." Finn teases. I flick him off. Peeta joins us in the living room and sets his camera up to the TV.
I'm running around, singing about ponies and unicorn. My hands circle Peeta's lips.
"Are unicorns real?" I demand, my words slurring. I drop down in his lap and kiss him sloppily. He gently pushes me away clearly aware that everyone is in the room.
"No." he says. I burst into tears. Everyone starts laughing, including him. "I'm just kidding." He lies. I slap him.
"That's mean!" I get up and down my ninth beer. I start to run around, singing "la la la la" repeatedly. I still hit the high notes but I sound like a little toddler.
I point directly at the camera and spat at it. The lens gets blurry. It gets wiped off and then the camera shows Peeta going back to his seat. I drink another beer.
"We should stop her soon. She's going to be really hung over." Annie warns.
"Oh just let her go, Peeta'll probably fuck it out of her anyways," Everyone bursts out laughing, including me.
"That's right!" I start jumping up and down, giggling. "Fuck me, Peeta?" I beg, kissing him sloppily again.
"No Katniss, that's not right." He says when I pull away. My face contorts in a look nobody knows, and I down three more beers.
"I WANT PANCAKES!" I shout.
"So go make some pancakes." Johanna says.
"Okay!" I get up and everyone joins me, Peeta bringing the camera and sitting it on the counter. I get a ton of things from the cabinet. I get food dye and eggs and milk and peanut butter and oil and chips and pancake mix and bitter and syrup. I pull off all my clothing, including my bra, which Peeta fastens back on and safety pins closed. I stop my foot.
"I thought you said you liked my boobies!" I whine loudly. I see the clock on the stove says four thirty. I start to fumble with my panties.
"Look Katniss," Peeta is alarmed that I'm going to strip naked. He cracks an egg on the floor and my eyes light up.
"PANCAKES!" I start grabbing all the ingredients and smashing them all over the floor. I dump all the oil and scoop out the peanut butter and put it on the floor. I grab the syrup and screw the top off, ripping the seal off and pouring the entire thing all over me. Everyone is way too shocked to laugh. I then drop to the floor and pour the other bottle of syrup all over my chests and begin to roll around in the nasty mess on the floor. I get the pancake box and pour it all over myself. Then, out of nowhere, I pass out, and face Peeta gets every single thing I messed up, the camera goes black.
My jaw is completely slack. I smacked Peeta, exposed my breasts…oh god. I'm disgusted with myself. Everyone is looking at me, waiting to see my reaction.
And I wasted almost two hundred dollars of Finnick and Peeta's groceries.
I'm ashamed of myself. This isn't even funny. I'm a grown ass women. I swear to god it's like someone flipped a switch inside of me to "teenager" to "Adult"
I shake my head and stand up.
"I want that deleted. Now." I say. Peeta hesitantly deletes the video, making the TV screen go blue. Without a word, I gather all my things, changing back into my dress and leave.