Desmond's POV

Ezio and Leonardo help me drag Edward up the stairs to the office building while Connor, Altaïr and Malik talk excitedly about their experiences in the bar.

"Rebecca! Open the door!" I call, kicking the door with my foot. She opens it and sighs.

"Come on in, Des."

We drag Edward in and toss him on the couch. He falls asleep in a matter of seconds and I flop on the chair next to the couch.

"How'd it go?" Lucy asks, chuckling a bit. I stare at her for a moment and sigh.

"Horribly!"

"I figured," Rebecca says.

"I'm going to sleep. I'm exhausted," Ezio says. He pulls off his shirt in the hallway as he walks to mine and my ancestors room. Leonardo and Malik also sleep in there.

"I'll never get tired of that," Rebecca mutters.

"Look away, Rebecca," I sigh. She giggles and continues typing on her computer.

"Yeah, we're going to bed as well," Altaïr says. Connor, Altaïr, Leonardo and Malik walk off to the room as well, leaving Rebecca, Lucy, Shaun and I with a very drunk Edward.

The four of us that aren't drunk work on computers and I make coffee for Edward when he wakes up. It helps drunk people.

As I'm making coffee, I hear a thud and quickly look over into the living room.

Edward is now on the floor.

I don't even know.

"What was that?" Shaun asks.

"Edward fell off the couch," I reply, trying not to laugh. Edward is hugging a pillow like his favourite stuffed animal.

"Leave him there. At least he can't hurt himself," Lucy says. I nod and yawn.

"I'm going to bed."

I walk to my room and grin when I see all the guys snuggled up in their beds, sleeping soundly. I change into pajamas quickly and fall asleep.

I wake up to the sound of groaning. I get out of bed and find Edward on the couch with a hot pad on his head.

"My head hurts," he moans. There's a bucket beside the couch, which I assume Lucy, Shaun or Rebecca put there.

"Yeah. Welcome to the hangover of your life," I say.

I walk to the kitchen to get cereal and hear a retching sound. I cringe and don't look at Edward. I know what just happened, and I don't want to see it.

"I'll help him, Des. Just get the others food," Lucy says.

"Thanks."

I make pancakes for the others and coffee.

"Ed..." Ezio moans as he walks out of the bedroom.

"Don't mind him, Ezio. He's having a hangover," I say. "Come have some pancakes."

Ezio walks over and sits down at the table. He pokes his pancake and then slowly takes a bite of it.

"Pancakes are delicious! When were these invented?" Ezio asks, scarfing down his food.

"I don't know," I reply.

When the others come out, they eat and we get ready for school.

What a morning.