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On Friday Jac had her last year 12 exam, thus - she wanted to party.
In the end we tagged along with Chris, Jarrod and Mitch into the city. We took the train in and stayed over at Chris's Uncle's apartment.
Let’s just say, when you walked in the place, you felt like not wanting to even leave a fingerprint. That’s how expensive everything looked.
They even had the first ever edition of the Lord of The Rings chess set. I was in awe.
We drank, sung, played card games, went for walks, watched Blackadder. Chris wore my bikini top for a lengthy period, and strangely enough, looked good in it. And after much dancing (in all shapes and sizes. Yes that includes pole dancing. *cough* Jac & Chris *cough*), we decided to go to bed. The boy’s alcoholic state had was now nearly non existent, and since we had to get up early, it seemed like a logical idea.
At 3:10am of course. Not too bad for me I'd say.
Chris took the master bedroom, Jac and Jarrod had the fold out couch, while Mitch and I had the spare bedroom.
Chris, being the absolute gorgeous man he is, came in and said for me to take the LARGE bed. Being as I hardly even knew Mitch. Correction, I had only just met him 8 hours ago.
So I grabbed my handbag, shoes, phone, and the soft stuffed toy that I found in the lounge room (to which the boys were very much jealous of) and wandered into the other bedroom.
Once I was settled in the bed, I started to get cold.
Very cold.
I could hear Chris walking around while talking to someone, so I grabbed my top, chucked it on and found everyone up and about. It seems none of us could actually fall asleep. And after a much needed glass of water I found that Chris and Jac were snuggled up on the fold out couch. After much begging on my half to get them to relocate with me to the master bedroom, Chris went outside to where the boys were currently having a smoke. So what did I do?
Stole Chris's place. I instantly felt warm. All I needed was body heat.
All three boys came back inside and stole the master bedroom, can't remember why, but Chris came back out to where Jac and I were. After fifteen minutes of listening to Mitch and Jarrod giggling and talking, Jac climb out of bed and went to go shut them up.
She didn't come back.
Thus, Chris became my hot water bottle.
The toy was squished between us lol. Poor toy.
I vaguely remember talking with him till around 4:40am, which was when just about everyone fell asleep.
When I woke up I was pressed up against Chris, it took me a moment to realise that it wasn't Zeljka. As whenever I wake up with someone in my bed, it's usually Zeljka. But where Zeljka has, well, soft squishy boobs, he has astoundingly hard pecks. To which we all had the… er… ‘privilege’? Of feeling when he was wearing my beloved bikini top.
I probably would have freaked out if I wasn't so comfortable. Seriously. I had the best sleep ever. Even though Chris woke me up at 8:30am.
So I wandered into the other room where everyone else was and annoyed them. It was voted that Chris snored the loudest, then Jac, then Mitch, then me. I think *ponders*, neh who cares. Plus, I only snore when I’m DOG tired. We all do.
So yeh, we all took the train back home, had breakfast, or rather ‘lunch’ at Macas. Only because Jac and Chris work there. *cough*discount*cough*
So here I am 2:08am on Sunday morning, desperately wanting to go to bed.
I promise to call you tomorrow ..woops… ‘tonight’ Ash. *huggles you*
Oh and, I hope to grab photo's off Jac from Friday night. There just might be some of Chris and the bikini...
Ciao!
In the end we tagged along with Chris, Jarrod and Mitch into the city. We took the train in and stayed over at Chris's Uncle's apartment.
Let’s just say, when you walked in the place, you felt like not wanting to even leave a fingerprint. That’s how expensive everything looked.
They even had the first ever edition of the Lord of The Rings chess set. I was in awe.
We drank, sung, played card games, went for walks, watched Blackadder. Chris wore my bikini top for a lengthy period, and strangely enough, looked good in it. And after much dancing (in all shapes and sizes. Yes that includes pole dancing. *cough* Jac & Chris *cough*), we decided to go to bed. The boy’s alcoholic state had was now nearly non existent, and since we had to get up early, it seemed like a logical idea.
At 3:10am of course. Not too bad for me I'd say.
Chris took the master bedroom, Jac and Jarrod had the fold out couch, while Mitch and I had the spare bedroom.
Chris, being the absolute gorgeous man he is, came in and said for me to take the LARGE bed. Being as I hardly even knew Mitch. Correction, I had only just met him 8 hours ago.
So I grabbed my handbag, shoes, phone, and the soft stuffed toy that I found in the lounge room (to which the boys were very much jealous of) and wandered into the other bedroom.
Once I was settled in the bed, I started to get cold.
Very cold.
I could hear Chris walking around while talking to someone, so I grabbed my top, chucked it on and found everyone up and about. It seems none of us could actually fall asleep. And after a much needed glass of water I found that Chris and Jac were snuggled up on the fold out couch. After much begging on my half to get them to relocate with me to the master bedroom, Chris went outside to where the boys were currently having a smoke. So what did I do?
Stole Chris's place. I instantly felt warm. All I needed was body heat.
All three boys came back inside and stole the master bedroom, can't remember why, but Chris came back out to where Jac and I were. After fifteen minutes of listening to Mitch and Jarrod giggling and talking, Jac climb out of bed and went to go shut them up.
She didn't come back.
Thus, Chris became my hot water bottle.
The toy was squished between us lol. Poor toy.
I vaguely remember talking with him till around 4:40am, which was when just about everyone fell asleep.
When I woke up I was pressed up against Chris, it took me a moment to realise that it wasn't Zeljka. As whenever I wake up with someone in my bed, it's usually Zeljka. But where Zeljka has, well, soft squishy boobs, he has astoundingly hard pecks. To which we all had the… er… ‘privilege’? Of feeling when he was wearing my beloved bikini top.
I probably would have freaked out if I wasn't so comfortable. Seriously. I had the best sleep ever. Even though Chris woke me up at 8:30am.
So I wandered into the other room where everyone else was and annoyed them. It was voted that Chris snored the loudest, then Jac, then Mitch, then me. I think *ponders*, neh who cares. Plus, I only snore when I’m DOG tired. We all do.
So yeh, we all took the train back home, had breakfast, or rather ‘lunch’ at Macas. Only because Jac and Chris work there. *cough*discount*cough*
So here I am 2:08am on Sunday morning, desperately wanting to go to bed.
I promise to call you tomorrow ..woops… ‘tonight’ Ash. *huggles you*
Oh and, I hope to grab photo's off Jac from Friday night. There just might be some of Chris and the bikini...
Ciao!