"Thanks Lara," Dana replied enthusiastically, attempting an unsuccessful grab at the bottle in Lara’s hands, which the redhead swiftly pulled out of reach. "We love alcohol! You’re the best."

"Where’s Alice?"

"I don’t know," Dana answered truthfully, turning to look to her right and left, but not seeing Alice’s familiar figure anywhere. "Probably being fantastic and cool somewhere."

Lara didn’t reply, she simply pursed her lips and tried to keep a straight face. She didn’t mind Alice, she really didn’t. However it got a little hard to hear how wonderful the blonde was. Especially from the woman she had learnt to love. Hearing Dana go on about her was about as comforting as ramming a big brick against her head. In fact, if she had a choice, she’d choose option B.

"Hey guys." As if summoned by some psychic force, Alice appeared behind the two of them, fresh glasses in both hands. She smiled warmly at Lara, causing the redhead to once again deal with her conflicting emotions. "Lara I’m glad you made it… and I have glasses and alcohol for all… except you Ms Fairbanks."

Dana opened her mouth as wide as possible in shock, looking at Alice as if she were crazy. Lara couldn’t help but laugh and Alice simply rolled her eyes and poked her girlfriend gently… causing Dana to fall to the floor.

"Dane I’m so sorry," Alice managed to giggle as she helped her girlfriend off the floor. She kissed the brunette lightly on the temple before turning to Lara. "She was given tequila…"

"Say no more, I’ve been there, done that. Just wait until the hangover."

"That’s going to be fun," Alice grimaced before laughing lightly. "Well if she vomits, she’s sleeping on the sofa…"

"I want to die!" Dana groaned loudly from the bed, not lifting her head off the drool-covered pillow. She clenched her eyes shut and wrapped her arms around her head. "The sun is too bright! Everything is too loud. Alice you’re breathing way too loud!"

"Um Dana, I wasn’t even in the room." Dana opened one of her eyes very slightly to see Alice standing by the doorway, an amused look on her face. "And it’s almost seven at night… so no sun."

Dana let out a strained cry and closed her eyes once more. She was greeted by the familiar feel of Alice’s hand running slowly up and down her back, and Alice’s fingers gently tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"You’re really feeling that bad, aren’t you babe?" Alice said quietly, kissing Dana on the head. She scooted in next to the brunette after Dana signaled her to with one of her hands, and soothingly wrapped her arms around her. "I’m sorry I let you drink so much last night. You really have to work on your hangover recovery though."

"I’m feeling a little better now," Dana replied in a whisper, turning herself to face Alice with much effort. "I like having you here to take care of me… in our house… even if I do feel like shit." Dana leaned in and kissed Alice lightly on the lips, breaking apart only to move in for another, more passionate kiss, which was shortly cut off by Alice.

"Baby I love you so much, and you know there’s nothing I’d rather be doing than making out with you, but your breath smells like vomit, tequila and ash…"

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