Delilah groaned as she rose out of her bed, in only her bra and her panties before quickly going over to her cupboard while she listened to Jessica's rants. They were always so.....similiar, they all seemed the same to her. But there was something different to this one. Yeah...it was important but Delilah just liked her sleep a lot, thats all. She laughed at her sister laughing, that always made her laugh, she had always been the funny big sis for Delilah to look up to...well most of the time. She sighed and pulled on a a small black T-shirt before pulling on a small pair of shorts. She didn't care what the guys thought of her, it always amused her when they tried to flirt with her.

 She then began to stomp down the stairs as she rushedly combed her hair trying to make it straight again as she reached the room where the guys were gathered. She walked in with a furious look on her face as she stomped towards Donnie. "Donnie what the hell are you doing!?" She said quietly, not wanting to scream or shout in case it hurt her voice. "Well if you want to run the gang into the ground, be my guest, since I see Jess has already tried to argue with you, just don't be an idiot." She gave him a smile.

 She then took her place beside Jessica and shot him another glare. "Have fun on your ride boys, it wouldn't do for your new leader to have an accident." With that she turned to Jess with a giggle.

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Harry yawned as he made his way out of his bedroom into his livingroom to see Mark was already up and getting some coffee. Harry couldn't actually remember getting the coffee machine, but it seemed he got it somehow. He was wearing a dark red T-shirt and a pair of boxer briefs as well. Usually it was just the boxer briefs, but Mark was over so the T-shirt was a must.

 "Sure, take the vodka. Not like I was gonna drink it!" He said jokingly as he spotted him pouring it into the coffee. He laughed and poured himself some beer to drink too, he didn't like to dilute his alcahol. He sat down on the couch next to Mark as he drank his beer. "Your wife? Man, she must be getting on your nerves now..." He said trailing off as he drank the beer.