After that nights events they celebrated by taking shots, everyone threw in their towel shortly after and went to bed; including Wade who now sleeps in one of the guestrooms on the first floor.
Andrea's deep slumber was cut short when the sound of glass breaking brought her out of her sleep.
She woke up immediately, but she couldn't say the same for Roman, because when she looked over her shoulder all she saw was her behemoth of a boyfriend smiling in his sleep.
"I'll have to ask him what the hell his happy ass was dreamin' about later on, but right now, I gotta go see what that noise was." She thought to herself.
It took a while for her to get out of the vise grip that Roman had around her waist, but she did it. She tiptoed out the room and down the hall. She was halfway down the stairs when the smell of alcohol hit her hard. She sighed and rolled her dark brown eyes: "It's probably Dean again. Sometimes he makes me wonder how much alcohol can the human body take. But then again, I'm not really sure if he's human."
She made her way down the stairs, and followed the smell of booze, before she knew it, she was in the kitchen.
She saw a dark figure standing there, but due to the lack of lighting she couldn't really make it out.
"Dean, how many times have I told you" she began, groping the wall for the light switch. "you need to sto-"
"Oh my god! Seth?!"
She found the light switch and when she turned it on she was shocked when she saw an anguished Seth, standing there in his navy blue robe with a t-shirt and sweatpants on. He was holding a half empty bottle of Jack Daniels, two empty bottles lay open on the counter and there was one shattered on the floor. His eyes were bloodshot and glassy, and his hair was disheveled. "Seth?" She asked, her voice dripping with concern for her best friend who she considered as a brother.
He was silent for a moment. "…she's gone..she's...gone." He said in the most somber voice.
"C'mon hun, let's go get some fresh air." She said dragging him out to their backyard beach. She sat down on the swinging chair with him, looked at him and said: "Who's gone? You can tell me, I'm all ears." She soothingly rubbed his back.
He let out a quivering sigh and began.
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