Aragon's POV
"Ow......... Fuck" I said as I rubbed my forehead. "What the hell happened?" I asked myself. That's when I heard laughing come through the front door. I covered my ears since it hurt so bad. My head, I mean. Is this how it feels like to be beheaded?

"Oh....... You're awake now?" I heard a voice ask. I removed my hands from my ears and looked up. I saw Cathy, Anne, Katherine, Anna, and Jane. They were each holding a bag of Wendy's.

"What the fuck happened?" I asked while sitting up and rubbing my forehead.

"You got either drunk a few hours ago" Anne said.

"Oh..." I said. "Why does everything hurt?" I asked.

"Oh! You crashed about... Two or three times" Jane said. I groaned in pain. Katherine passed me an Advil pill and a glass of water. I put the pill in my mouth and drank a bit of water. I swallowed the pill and the water at the same time. (A/N: Instructions on how to swallow something with water-)

"Dear god, what did I drink or do?" I asked myself.

"Well-" Anne started to say but Anna interrupted her.

"Let's just say that we were all scared" Anna said.

"I'm going to my room......" Anne said before running up to her room.

"What's her problem?" I asked.

"I don't know..." Katherine said.

"I'm going up to my room, as well" Cathy said before going upstairs.

"You know what? I'm going back to sleep...." I said before laying back down on the couch and closing my eyes. At that moment, I felt something cover me. I opened my eyes slightly to see that Jane had put a blanket on me. I smiled slightly and closed my eyes again, drifting off to sleep. Hangovers are the worst.
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Anne's POV
Once I got to my room, I closed my door and sat down on my bed. I placed my food in front of me and I just sat there, looking at it. I really didn't want to eat. I knew I would just puke it anyway. I was so into my thoughts that I didn't even see or hear Cathy come in. "Anne?" Cathy said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Huh?" I asked, looking at her.

"Aren't you going to eat your food?" Cathy asked. I slowly nodded my head. Why the fuck am I lying.....? "If you don't want to, can you at least eat your chicken nuggets?" Cathy asked. Damnit! She knows that chicken nuggets are my weakness! And strawberries! And anything else that I like to make me do something! I slowly reached into my bag and pulled out a chicken nugget. I took a bite out of it and swallowed it. Cathy smiled. "There you go! I'll be back in a little bit, ok?" Cathy said before leaving my room. After a few minutes, I bolted up from my bed and ran to my bathroom. I dropped on the floor, in front of the toilet, and threw up. I started to cry a little bit. Why couldn't I hold down my food? I mean, I haven't eaten for a few weeks, but I didn't think it would get this bad....... Why must I screw things up.......... "Oh my gosh, Anne!!!" I heard Cathy scream, not too loudly for the others to hear. She lifted up my hair for me as I threw up. It took a few minutes for me to stop throwing up. "How long?" Cathy asked softly. I looked down and cried even harder. "Anne...... Look at me...." Cathy said softly. I looked up at her with tears still running down my face. "How long?" She asked slowly.

"A few weeks..." I said before breaking down into even more tears. Cathy pulled me into a hug and I cried into her shoulder.

"Shhhh......... It's ok, love......" Cathy whispered softly. I shook my head.

"No! It's not ok!" I said, practically yelling. "I'm literally starving myself and whenever I try to eat food, I can't even keep it down!" I Said, well, yelled, again.

"Love, it's ok...." Cathy said. I continued to cry. Cathy just hugged me tightly.