for @patchofstars.
“no, you were-- you were a real mess last night.” firstly he’d drunk texted her, and then she’d had to help him get himself to bed -- well, not bed, but she’d let him spend the night on her couch. she’d honestly never seen anybody as drunk as lucas had managed to get yesterday. holding out a glass of water and two aspirin, she sighs. “you puked, like, twice.”
















