We Out

"I got you one, you kept going." she snorted. "I will never take you out again when you're mad at Punk." she joked.

"It was fun, though." She laughed a little.

"For once going out with me is fun?" she teased as she unlocked the doors for Lacy.

"Yes because I'm not just staring at you getting drunk." She smirked as she got in the car and kicked off her shoes, lol. "Are you okay to drive?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I only had like two drinks." she told her and went into the driver's seat.

"...oh.. Then I'm -really- drunk." She laughed as she leaned back in her seat.

"You had a little more than me." she laughed as she started the drive to Punk's house.

She chuckled. "Whatever, I had fun tonight. Thanks, El."

"Anytime, Lace. I know sometimes you just need to get away and girls night is always a must."

"Next time.. less alcohol." She laughed a little. "At least I'm not all tripping all over my feet."

"Thank god." she chuckled.

"Whatever, I am not a sloppy drunk." She chuckled as they got to her house. "I'm about to be a very unhappy drunk, though." she rolled her eyes.

"It'll work out." she snorted as she pulled into Lacy's driveway. "Need help?"

"No." She sighed and got out. "See you later, El."

She nodded. "Good night."

Lacy sighed and went into the house, looking around and going to make her way up the stairs quietly.

Punk was in his room, watching tv. No, he wasn't waiting for Lacy, he just couldn't sleep as always and figured he would catch up on The Walking Dead.

She got to her room and saw Punk in there. Rather than start a fight, she went to her closet to grab something to change into and then went into the bathroom to shower and wash her face. She came out a little later and was a little surprised that Punk hadn't said anything yet. She shrugged to herself and got on her side of the bed and laid down. Not like she could watch that show, it freaked her out, lol.

Punk still didn't pay her any mind and continued on watching tv.

Lacy rolled her eyes and just laid there until her phone rang. She didn't know the number but answered it anyway. "Hello? ...Roman? How'd you -- What are you doing?" She giggled. "I had a really good time tonight, too."

Punk once again, did not say anything but he did hand her the remote and grabbed his pillow, leaving the room to go to the guest room. Ain't nobody got time for that and he wanted to watch his show in peace.

She was surprised, again, that he didn't say anything but kept talking on the phone with Roman. After a while, they hung up and Lacy turned off the tv to sleep. Punk hadn't said anything to her and she wasn't going to start a fight... at least, not now.

Punk decided to stay in the guest room for the night and eventually he saw that it was the next morning. He headed to the kitchen to get a bowl of cereal or something.

Lacy came down a short while later and saw Punk. She didn't know how else to respond to him and she was still kind of messed up from last night. "Done with the silent treatment?"

"Done with Roman?" he asked and went back to getting his cereal together.