Disclaimer: don't own it. promise.

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"Meat?" Brit's voice came groggily from the other side of the room. The blonde girl looked up in the darkness and hunted for his eyes. "You still awake?" She nodded.

"Yeah. It's too different, ah cannae sleep."

"C'mere." Meat got to her feet and crept across the room to Brit, climbing nervously into bed with him. She was shivering slightly, but this subsided as the heat from Brit's body warmed her. He wrapped the blanket around her and hugged her too him. "You okay?" She nodded, childlike in his arms.

"Thank-you...by the way."

There was an awkward silence as both of them tried to think of what to say. Eventually, with his face buried in her hair, Brit fell asleep. The steady sound of his breathing lulled her into sub consciousness, but her mind raced and rudely interrupted her dreams.

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The morning arrived for Meat in an irregular pattern of sleep, punctuated by moments of waking. Once or twice she awoke with no recollection of where she was, before feeling Brit's arms around her and remembering.

By the time she was fully awake, four of the other Bohemians were already up, Madonna, Robbie Williams, Amy Winehouse and Charlotte Church. After much deliberation, she decided to get up and go to join them, sliding out of the bed so as not to wake up Brit. She stood and straightened herself out, before brushing back the curtain that served as the door to the room and stepping out into the main cavern of the Heartbreak.

"Well good morning Meat!" Charlotte chimed, taking Meat's wrist and pulling her over to where they were having breakfast.

In the daylight, the room looked a lot bigger. Brick walls stretched up on either side, covered with pictures which were peeling at the edges but no less exhilarating to look at. One half of the room was dedicated to a huge expanse of sofas and beanbags, onto which several of the Bohemians had passed out.

The conscious ones of the group were lounging at the huge circular bar in the centre of the room. It seemed to be built around a thick white pillar, which stretched up to the ceiling, and in turn was adorned with various fading pictures.

"Sleep well?" Madonna asked through a mouthful of something, snapping Meat out of her daydreaming. The blonde girl nodded and sat on the spare stool beside Madonna.

"Yeah, thanks. Ye's look amazing by the way." She added somewhat shyly.

"Hey, if you like, we can set you up with something just like it?" Meat looked round at Amy Winehouse and her eyes lit up.

"Can ye?"

"Yeah, there's a whole room full of stuff! Come on!" Before she knew it, Meat had been dragged across the room and through an archway into another, much smaller room, littered with boots and corsets and skirts and shorts and all manner of things that you would without a doubt be captured by Killer Queen's minions if you were seen wearing it on Planet Mall.

"Go wild!" Amy said, gesturing to the whole room. "Come and show us what you've got when you're done."

"Thanks." Meat murmured as Amy skipped out of the room and left her with the mountains of clothes to sort through.

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Meat's head snapped up as she heard Brit's deep voice carrying through from the main room. With a smile, she clipped the last hook of the purple corset together and brushed herself down.

She stood clad in a black and purple corset that bared most of her midriff, over her bright green bra. The faded red and black hot pants were fraying slightly at the edges, but only added to the Bohemian look. Her arms were encased in elbow-length fishnet gloves to match her fishnet stockings, held up by her garter belt. She slipped into a pair of softened combat boots and stepped back out through the archway.

The room had been significantly darker than the main room, and she squinted as she stepped out into the light. Brit's voice stopped as soon as he saw her.

"How do ah look?" She asked, giving them a twirl. The bruising over her cheek had gone down slightly although the purple, green and yellow patches were still very visible. There were whoops and cheers at her outfit, and Brit grinned, holding out his arms for her.

"Gorgeous." He said admiringly as she ran to him and settled onto his lap. "Absolutely gorgeous." He added softly, winding a lock of her hair around his finger and grinning to himself.

"Well ah'm glad ye like it." She answered, before taking a bite out of the forgotten toast that he held a little too close to her mouth.

"Oi!"

"Finders' keepers."

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