Good thing it's the weekend.
My uniform was completely soaked and sandy after yesterday, me having to drop it off at dry cleaning...rather embarrassingly.
The lady gave me an odd look when it was dry and wrinkled with sand on it, though didn't question me.
As I laid on my small couch, a felt a small smile come onto my face, recalling the fun we had yesterday.
After playing in the water, we went into the bar, soaking wet, and they drank while I stuck with water.
They both got rather tipsy if not drunk, me having to reel in a very, uncharacteristically, rambunctious and outgoing Bob, while dealing with an emotional Phoenix.
Seems when they get drunk they become the opposite of how they usually are.
Speaking of which, both of them are passed out on my bed, I'm sleeping on the couch.
After I got them to stop drinking, I brought them back to my dorm, I don't trust them to take care of themselves properly, while both being drunk.
They didn't do much, just stumbled around and laid down, before passing out.
I wanted to get them out of their uncomfortable uniforms, but decided against it, for their own privacy.
The couch was kinda uncomfortable, but nothing too bad, plus they were the ones who would be needed a bed more than me, when they woke up.
I signed as I tried to enjoy our one day off during the week, Saturday.
I felt my eyes drooping, about to fall back asleep, only to hear the sound of vomiting.
I immediately got up, panic rushing into me, opening the door into my, rather small, room.
The door into my bathroom, me pushing the cracked door open, seeing Bob hunched over the toilet.
I walked over and bent down, rubbing his back calmly, ignoring the way my stomach churned at the sounds.
Once he was done, he was more pale than a ghost, heaving for air, trying not to vomit more.
"I thought you were a pilot, Bob? Aren't we trained to not get sick?" I tried to lighten the mood, helping him stand up, him going to the sink to rinse his mouth, after flushing the toilet.
He just groaned, running a hand through his messy hair, "My head hurts horribly..." He muttered, before stumbling to the side, trying to walk on his own.
I immediately caught him and acted like a crutch, guiding him back to the bed, where Phoenix was still passed out.
He laid down with a groan, I don't think he's entirely...there yet.
Sure enough, he's already fast asleep again.
I looked at my watch, it was 8 am, so they'd only been asleep for 4 hours.
I sighed and walked back out of the room, going towards my cabinets and taking out two glasses, filling them with water, and then grabbing the painkillers they'd inevitably need.
As I walked back to the room, I saw Phoenix, she was sitting up in bed, a hand on her forehead, more than likely in pain.
I walked over, holding one glass and painkillers, her looking up, a confused look on her face.
"Good morning, glad to see you aren't throwing your guts up." I chuckled, my voice quiet, to try and aid her headache, also not to wake Bob.
Phoenix blinked, trying to fully wake up and get past her headache, "Good morning-" she muttered, looking to Bob, who was passed out, then to me. "Are we in your-"
I already knew what she was going to ask, "Oh yeah, don't worry, nothing happened, I slept on the couch." I sat down on the bed, holding out the glass of water and painkillers.
She smiled, though a small smile, grabbing the water and painkillers. She downed the painkillers and then the water, sighing in satisfaction as she leaned back into the semi-comfortable bed.
"I hope your headache isn't too bad." I took the glass, "Do you want any food? Or more water?"
Phoenix chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll be okay, it isn't my first hangover." She took a moment to speak again, "Thank you."
I looked back at her confused, having gone to get her more water, "Huh?" Was all I could get out, "For what?"
She shook her head in amusement, "For taking care of us, you didn't need to."
I let out a quiet hum, "That is true, but I wanted to. I couldn't leave you two alone and drunk."
I smiled and walked out, going to refill her water, missing the way she smiled at me.
Once I had given Phoenix had refill of water, I went back to my couch and fell asleep in no time.
It was only when I heard voices did I wake up, the voices were rather quiet and muffled, though I'd always been a light sleeper.
I got up from the couch, quietly, going over to the bedroom door, hearing two voices, who could only be Bob and Phoenix.
Only when it went silent for a moment did I push the door open, holding another glass of water and painkillers.
"Oh shit-" I averted my eyes, a heavy flush coming onto my face, "I- erm, im sorry, to interrupt."
I set down the water and painkillers on the dresser, almost tripping while quickly making my way out.
They were kissing.
