The one with Mario Kart
Alisha: I can't sleep yall.
Jon: Fr
Guy: I've been playing bass unplugged just to entertain myself.
Jon: Anything we can do?
Alisha: Not if we wanna wake the building up.
Jon: Is the bar open? I might get a drink.
Alisha: Last drinks were midnight I think.
Guy: lmao Jon you can get a beer in Canada but you can't get one in America.
Jon: the drinking age is bullshit.
Alisha: Careful!! The baby's getting a taste for booze. 👀
Jon: I'm not a baby!! I'm 20 and I'm old enough to appear in concert and travel with a legendary rock band.
Joe: You're 19 and are cranky from lack of sleep.
Jon: Come on man....
Alisha: Baby, you need to sleep.
Guy: Joe, when did you get here?
Joe: Can't sleep. 😩
Alisha: ain't that the truth.
Guy: Is anyone else up?
Joe: No, I can hear Pete, he snores like a vacuum.
Jon: I don't see anyone else reading the chat.
Guy: Guess it's the four of us...
Jon: I'm bored af
Guy: bruuuhhhh
Alisha: these TVs are ass I can't watch my real housewives 😩
Joe: I have my Switch. 👀
Alisha: Ayo 👀
Guy: I'm listening. 👀
Joe: I've got some spare joycons so we can all play.
Alisha: MARIO KART
Guy: THAT GAME'S HARD THO
Alisha: stfu we're playing it.
Joe: Jon, you like Mario Kart right?
Guy: Jon?
Alisha: Did curly finally fall asleep?
Joe: BRUH HE'S OUTSIDE MY ROOM RN
Alisha: HAHAHAHA
Guy: LMAO
Joe: just come here.
Guy: actually my room is better, there's barely anyone booked in the rooms down here.
Alisha: I'M THERE.
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Guy quickly tidied his room, wanting to look the least bit presentable.
He slipped the charger in his phone and left it on the bedside, before putting his bass back into the case and leaving it by the bathroom door.
He then straightened out his bed, so it looked less like he'd spent the past hour rolling around and trying to get comfortable.
Just after arranging the pillows, there was a knock at the door.
He went over and opened it, revealing Alisha wearing her black bandana, glasses and pajamas.
"You got here quickly." He laughed as he stood aside to let the singer in.
"I have nothing better to do." She replied, stepping in and sitting on the bed.
"Hey!!" A voice called out.
"D'you wanna shut your fucking face before you wake the who building up?" Guy replied, looking out the door and seeing Joe and Jon making their way down the hall.
Joe was wearing a black vest and a pair of flannel pants, while Jon was wearing an oversized, long-sleeved white shirt with a pair of shorts.
Joe ignored the remark and placed a bag on the bed next to Alisha, and his switch on the cabinet near the TV. Joe positioned himself on the bed, cross legged.
"What's in this?" Alisha asked.
"Treats," he replied, "Take the stuff out while I set this up."
Alisha didn't need to be told twice. She opened the bag and saw a container full of brownie bites and a bottle of Bell's Whisky.
"Why do I have a feeling I know what kinda brownies these are?" She said, holding up the container.
"Scotch too..." Guy said as he took the bottle.
"They're legal over here, I couldn't help myself." He said.
Alisha popped open the box and took a brownie.
"I've got some mugs we can pour this in." Guy said as he went over to the cabinet.
"Do me one!!" Alisha said, siffting through the container.
"Save some for the rest of us, those are the strong ones."
"I don't give a fuck." The singer replied, taking a mug off Guy.
"Jon, d'you want a mug?" Guy asked.
"Yeah, sure." He replied, "I've never had Whiskey before."
"You'll love it. My granddad always loves a glass of the stuff!!" Joe said.
He switched the TV on and sat on the bed next to Alisha, taking a brownie for himself.
"Can I try one?" Jon said.
Joe looked at the others, who looked at him and shrugged, "Okay, but these are strong," he said, "Have you done weed before?"
Jon nodded, "My friends used to smoke pot and I'd sometimes have a drag, but not a full joint.
"So you've experienced getting stoned?" The drummer asked.
"Joe, there's a big difference between a taking a drag and a joint." Guy said.
"I know," Joe took a brownie and a mug and offered it to Jon, "D'you want to try it? No shame if you don't."
Jon nodded, "Yeah, why not?"
Joe smirked to himself over Jon's attempt to pump himself up for it, but the kid was clearly nervous.
"Reminds me of the first time I had a joint," Alisha said wistfully.
"When was this?" Guy smiled.
"Me and a few girlfriends on the school field. Last day before I went to acting school."
"Mine was with a pal in Queens Park, on Rochdale Road." Guy said, taking a bite from his brownie.
"I was round the back of a building with a few pals." Joe said.
"Wait... how old are you guys?"
"23." Joe replied.
"22." Alisha said.
"21." Guy said.
Jon's face fell, "So I AM the youngest on the tour?"
Alisha nodded, "Yup, Rachel's 21 and Jenny's 22."
"So what about when we're in America? I'm gonna be locked in a hotel room while you guys go out after a gig?" Jon asked.
Joe shook his head, "No, of course not. I'll buy a drink for you if you want. Thing is, where we're from," he pointed between Guy and himself, "You can have one when you're 16 and no one will look at you funny. You've just got to be 18 to buy one. American drinking laws are bollocks."
"Jon, you can still come out. You're part of the band so you'll get the special treatment." Guy said, raising a brow.
"Really?" The keyboardist still looked unsure.
"Just act cool and we'll throw hands if anyone gives you trouble." Alisha said, with a wink.
Jon smiled before staring at the Amber liquid in the mug, which emitted a strong scent he couldn't describe. Cautiously, he took a sip.
"What do you think?" Alisha said.
Jon paused, swallowing. "I like it, but I can't describe it."
He did note how it tickled his throat and made him feel pleasantly warm.
"You'll get used to it." Gary replied.
Jon quickly took a bite of the brownie, brows furrowing.
"What's up?"
"Just tastes like a regular brownie." He said.
"Oh, you'll see it's not a regular old brownie!!" Joe laughed, before picking up his controller.
"Shall we start then?" Guy asked.
"I'm Mario." Joe said.
"You'd be better as Toad." Alisha laughed.
"Jon, you wanna sit here?" Guy said, patting the spot next to him.
"Yeah, sure." The keyboardist nodded.
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"I'm beating your ass at this, Joey!" Alisha exclaimed, elbowing him playfully.
"Over my dead body, woman!" He retorted.
"Fuck you all, I'm the best!" Said Jon, who kept crashing.
"Fucking shut up! Getting lairy because you've had a drink." The bassist slurred.
Before Jon could retort, there was a knock at the door.
"Fuckin' ell!!" Guy cursed, pausing the game. He went over to the door, ready to tell whoever it was to fuck off...
...only to be greeted by Jenny and Rachel, both wearing dressing gowns.
"Hello to you too." Rachel said before brushing past him.
"You girls are awake too?" Alisha said.
"Couldn't sleep." Jenny replied, sitting on the tiny couch.
"So we saw your messages and decided to harass you," Rachel added, "Oooo, are those them space cakes you got earlier?" She said as she picked up the container, helping herself to one.
"Fuckin' ell, help yourself(!)" Joe remarked.
"You guys let Jonny have one?" She said.
"Yeah it was great..." Jon said, voice trailing off slightly.
"Weaaaaaaak!" Alisha jeered.
"I told you I got the good shit!" Joe said.
"You got him fucking stoned?" Jenny said, finding it both shocking and hilarious.
"He wanted it!" Joe raised his hands up in defence.
"I might take a break..." The keyboardist said, offering his controller to Rachel.
"Fine by me," Rachel said, accepting the joy-con.
"Be careful, she's INSANELY good." Alisha said and Rachel took Jon's spot on the bed.
"Please, I'll win." Joe scoffed.
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"How the fuck did you do that?!" The drummer snapped.
"Told you I'm good." Rachel replied.
"That's three in a row you've won!" He exclaimed.
*knock knock*
The argument was stopped by repeated knocks at the door.
"What the..." Guy's voice trailed off as he went over to the door...
...only to be met with Stuart and Peter.
"Couldn't sleep?" He said.
"Nope." Stuart replied.
"Saw the group chat?" Guy asked.
"Yup!" Stuart answered.
Guy sighed, standing aside and letting the two in.
"I have booze." Peter spoke, setting a crate of fruit cider on the table.
"Give me a can!!" Alisha said.
Can I have an edible?" Peter replied.
Alisha offered him a brownie while he gave her a can. Soon after, the cans were distributed among the band.
"You don't think the guys are gonna turn up, do you?" Rachel said.
"Nah," Jenny replied, "They're out like lights."
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"Which button do I use again?" Tim said, twisting the joy-con.
"The A button." Joe replied.
"Oh!! Okay, I get it now." Tim smiled.
"Ironic how the beds are lovely and comfy but you can't sleep in them." Roger noted. Carl shook his head, arms folded.
Not 10 minutes after Stuart and Peter had joined, the group were joined by The Rainy Day, who also were awake.
"I was looking forward to a quiet evening-- DAMMIT" Joe suddenly shouted as he was hit with the spiny shell.
"You're cheating!!" He shouted at Rachel, who was laughing at his misfortune. "Told you she was good." Alisha slurred, with the nearly empty bottle of Whiskey on her lap.
Guy had been scrolling through Instagram absentmindedly, leaning against the pillow. Everyone else was sat at different parts of the room. Joe, Tim, Jenny and Rachel were sat on the edge of the bed, Alisha and Stuart were in the arm chairs, Roger and Carl had taken over the couch and Peter was sat on the floor, leaning against the bed.
He and Jon were sat at the top of the bed, the latter nodding off every now and then.
He looked at the keyboardist, drunk and stoned and struggling to stay conscious. His eyes were fixed on the screen, but you could tell nothing was registering.
He put his phone down, "You good, Jon?"
The keyboardist turned, "Yeah, just a little tired."
"Finally(!)" Guy remarked. Despite himself, Jon smiled.
"You can have a quick kip here if you want. I'll just give you a nudge when everyone is getting ready to go."
Jon nodded and inched a little closer to Guy, both sharing the only pillow.
After a couple minutes, Jon nodded off, sleeping softly.
Shortly after that, his head dropped slightly onto Guy's shoulder.
Guy looked up from his phone and at the keyboardist sleeping softly. Although he would've moved for anyone else, he didn’t have it in his heart to wake him up, so Guy let him rest there.
Guy wasn't sure if he was tired, or how warm Jon was, but he felt the lull of sleep.
He closed his phone and dozed off, Jon still snuggled into his shoulder, not in the least bit caring.
----
With everyone else distracted by the game, Jenny had noticed that Guy and Jon were.... pretty silent.
Odd.
She turned to the duo, and her eyes widened.
Jon and Guy were both fast asleep, the keyboardist's head on the bassists shoulder.
She tapped Alisha's shoulder, getting the fellow singers attention.
Alisha averted her eyes from the screen and her jaw dropped.
The duo stifled a laugh, so no one else heard them.
Alisha stopped laughing when a wicked thought entered her mind.
"Pass me Guy's camera."
Giggling, Jenny reached down from the side of the bed and pulled up his camera bag. Alisha, who'd used it in the past, quickly slipped the lens on and locked it place.
She snapped an image of the duo sleeping, giggling as the photo appeared on the screen.
"What are two laughing at?" Peter asked.
Alisha nodded in Guy and Jon's direction, with Peter turning and smirking.
"They look so adorable." Jenny giggled.
"What?" Joe asked, turning to Guy and Jon, only to burst out laughing.
"I'm shipping it." Rachel said.
"I boat it too!" Tim said.
"Tim, it's a ship." Jenny laughed, correcting him.
"Boats are the same thing." Tim replied, still not getting it.
"I'll explain it to you later." Jenny said as she squeezed his hand.
"Think someone should wake them up?" Carl said.
Stuart took a pillow from behind him and tossed it the pair, successfully hitting both of them.
Guy screwed his face up, "W-What the fuck?" Sounding disorientated.
"Done cuddling now?" Roger remarked.
Jon opened his eye, "What?" He said, looking around before they widened. "OH SHIT."
He quickly sat up, almost throwing himself of the bed, much to the others laughter.
"You two were literally cuddling!!" Alisha laughed.
"I fell asleep!" Jon retorted.
"He slipped on my shoulder and I didn't want to disturb him!" Guy added.
"Right bloody saver, aren't you Guy?" Roger remarked.
Jon leaned against the headboard, and shared a glance with Guy, both sharing the same thought.
"We're never gonna fucking live this down, are we?"