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Brie smiled gently at Will as he checked on her, compliantly letting him move her arms this way and that. Even if she had hurt herself, which she probably hadn't, the alcohol pretty much numbed everything so she felt perfectly fine. She might have a couple of bruises in the morning but that wasn't exactly anything to cry over. [color=00aeef]"I'm okay. It's kinda comfy down here actually."[/color]  Brie had no intention of moving herself but suddenly Will had picked her up, proceeding to set her down in a relatively quiet spot away from the circle of dancers. Her gaze briefly strayed back to them, letting out a light giggle as someone who looked suspiciously like Piranha Man attempted (and failed) to do the splits. Distracted by this poor attempt at gymnastics, she only just registered what Will had said, her focus quickly flitting back to him. 

[color=00aeef]"Oh, no! Don't go!"[/color] She pouted, wrapping both her arms protectively around one of his. [color=00aeef]"Can you stay with me please? You might get lost if you go!"[/color] Her eyes widened as she said this, apparently thinking that this was a real possibility. Patting the spot on the couch next to her, she attempted to pull him to sit down before resting her head against his shoulder. Will was so great...and this has been a good party. No, the best party! She'd have to tell Blake so tomorrow. Yeah, she'd definitely remember to do that. She was certain of it...

[i]The next day...[/i]

Brie kept her eyes squeezed shut as she slowly came to, trying her best to will herself back to sleep. She didn't want to wake up yet. It was way too early. And why could she hear voices? Did Jamie have the TV on or something? Oh god, she was probably watching Glee again. She wasn't sure if she could deal with another rendition of 'Don't Stop Believin', especially if she was hungover. Last night was a bit of a blur but she knew for certain that she'd drunk [i]a lot[/i]. The last thing she could recall was sitting on the couch with Will and then there was just...nothing. It was a little strange but not unheard of, so she wasn't particularly worried.

Shifting on the floor, she suddenly realised that she wasn't in her own bed. Her exposed skin felt cold against the hard surface she was laid on, and she couldn't make out the usual weight of Dogs head as it rested against her feet. It wasn't uncomfy per se but it for sure wasn't the lumpy mattress she was used to. For the briefest of moments, a wave of panic overcame her as she was pulled back to all those times she had slept on a cold floor. But, no, she was being silly. This definitely wasn't Brookside. It smelt way too nice.

Begrudgingly, she peeped open her eyes, inwardly cursing at the bright light. She could recognise the form of Will not too far from her which was reassuring at least. As she fully came to, she realised that the voice definitely was not any of the Glee cast and was infact, one that she didn't recognise. [color=00aeef]"Urgh, why is he talking so loud. Will someone tell him to shut up."[/color] Brie grumbled unhappily, placing her hands over her ears in an attempt to drown Nero out, every word he was saying sending a sharp jolt of pain through her head. Sitting up, she blearily blinked at the television screen, a wave of dizziness overcoming her as she tried to focus on the image in front of her. Brie's hair was a complete mess, half-falling out of the buns she had tied it in, and she roughly pulled at the hair ties to let her long brown locks fall down her back. 

[color=00aeef]"Wait, what...why are Grace and Eliza on TV?"[/color] Staring at the screen, her very tired and very hungover brain was unable to make sense of the scene at first. [color=00aeef]"They don't look so good...Oh..."[/color] As she slowly began to comprehend Neros words, her face paled, partly from worry and partly from the nausea that had begun to settle in her stomach. Brie had no idea what had happened to them but it definitely was not good. In fact, it seemed very very bad. At least Blake seemed confident. He said it would be a walk in the park, so that meant things were probably gonna be okay. She hoped so anyway - she was far too hungover to die.  

Unsteadily getting to her feet, she meandered over to Blake so that she could take a closer look at the map he was holding. Bries face was a picture of confusion as she tried to make sense of it, the young hero being unable to understand even a single word in latin. [color=00aeef]"Nope sorry! I don't know what any of those words mean. Looks like gobbledygook to me. Er...why don't you let Rumi have a look? He's like totally smart and stuff."[/color] She gave a half-hearted shrug before wandering back over to Will, taking to leaning against him whilst she watched the unknown hero. [color=00aeef]"Who's that guy?"[/color] Brie whispered, her green eyes tracking the stranger as he wandered outside. She had completely missed the part about ogres so she had no idea what he was talking about. Maybe he was still drunk or something. Yeah, that was probably it. 

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