Chapter 19

                                    

                                          
A.N- Hi friends! It has been so long I am so sorry for the delay. A little filler chapter until the next, which I am hoping to post tonight as well! Hope you're all happy and healthy!! 

All Remy felt when she awoke from a night of partying with Wallows and the Regrettes was piercing pain behind her eyes.  The room was bright, causing the young woman to squint her eyes as she sat up on the couch she was sleeping on, untangling herself from Braeden.
"What the fuck happened last night," she whispered softly to herself, rubbing her eyes with the heels of her hands.  Not recognizing the room she woke up in, she pushed off of the couch stepping over her friends who were scattered on the floor, sleeping.
Walking through the mystery home, she admired the decor of beautiful lights, fantastic colorful posters, and plants with vines that stretched far beyond the confines of their planters.  She eventually found the kitchen, where Dominic was sitting at the head of the table drinking coffee out of a mug that said "All I got from the Dominic Fike tour was this stupid mug".
"Good morning, sunshine," he said to her, too loudly for her liking.
"Fike, why are you shouting at me so early in the morning? And whose house are we in?" She asked, closing her eyes  and gripping onto the cool kitchen counter to steady her spinning head and nausea.
Dominic laughed, and lowered his voice for the sake of his friends health. "Welcome to my home, King. How are you feeling after last night?"
"Well, thanks for housing all of us, your home is absolutely gorgeous. Sorry if we put you out.  Quite frankly I think my brain is rattling around in my head and I am about one loud noise away from throwing up, so I obviously feel great.  Not to be that cliche, but after we went to The Barn, what happened last night?"
Dominic couldn't help but laugh, and loudly at that, causing the young woman to wince.  "After the barn we went to a club that I don't remember the name of, where fans bought all of us shots, to which you took all of yours, and Braeden's, and mine one after the other. It was actually extremely impressive," he explained to her.
"Was I the drunkest one there?" Embarrassment took over her face, cheeks turning bright red and gaze shifting towards the colorful Mexican tiling of the kitchen floor.
He immediately went to reassure her, noticing her embarrassment.  "Absolutely not, from what I remember of the night, Cole blacked out well before The Barn, ballroom danced with a mop and mop bucket, and threw up in the uber on the way back to my place."
"Yeah, that sounds like Cole," she said laughing and shaking her head. 
"Come sit, I'll make you some coffee and we can talk about this song I've been so patiently waiting to record, since someone decided to go on tour with her best friends," he said in a sarcastic tone, walking towards the opposite side of the room where an espresso maker was waiting on standby for the drunk young adults.

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After 3 extra strength Tylenol, 2 iced lattes made by Dominic, and one close call with nausea, the two young artists spent an hour and a half planning the song and laying down a beat  before the rest of the guests in the house began to wake up, finding their way to the kitchen.
"Why are the two of you even awake? It's 7:30 in the morning," Cole asked, stumbling his way into the kitchen, tripping over the threshold. "Wait, that is really fucking good," he continued, making his way over to the computer that Remy and Dominic were hunched over.