#|| I don't have a fc for Ashley yet 😡

[mxttlemxde]

' Party time! ' , ' a little drink doesn't hurt ' , ' nah, just a little to mellow out ' . All things said the night before through charming grins and confident assurances that it wouldn't get out of hand. The first mistake of many for Charley was BELIEVING Ashley to begin with. Underage drinking was a serious issue, especially one that the rocker struggled with — well, she reasoned that, technically, she wasn't underage back in Britain so it was fine.

In truth, she just didn't care about that particular law among many.

Laid flat on her chest, the girl didn't respond right away; it was a good ten seconds before Ashley raised her head, eyes closed, and hummed an inquisitive tune. Slowly, her hands moved to plant onto the bed and prop herself up. When her eyes opened, she was face to face with a promotional poster of KISS and their Rock and Roll Over album. It took a second for her to understand WHAT she was looking at. Or where she was.

"Bloody hell, what a fuckin'... shit," Ashley sat up, looking around her room at the chaotic walls and the messed floor. They went a little hard, didn't they? Or did she cause a lot of this? "Are you alright, Charley?" She needed a drink and fast. So, she leaned down the side of the bed, picked up the neatest bottle of whiskey, unscrewed the cap, and took a hearty swig.

starter for @mxttlemxde aka my wifey 💖

The blonde stirred, squinting at the rays that had forced themselves through the curtains. Confused baby blues scanned the room for information. "Jesus..." Charley mumbled, her throat feeling rather HOARSE. A fair few empty bottles (rum, whiskey, vodka, beer...) strewn across the floor, posters of musicians with big hair plastered the walls and a red-mohawked girl passed out opposite her.

It was slowly coming back to her-- oh, why did they think this was a good idea? Though, that thought seemed FAMILIAR as it was exactly what Charley was thinking last time this happened. Looked like they had a good time, though. "Ashley," the girl mumbled, stretching out her leg to poke her friend in the cheek with her big toe. "Ash, w-wake up."