Out to the Bar [Lacy/Phil/Ellie]

"Why was she laughing at me?" Lacy gives an honestly confused frown, trying to stay awake.

"Cause you're drunk and she's never seen you that way. I think." he shrugged.

"Mm.." She gets out before slipping off to sleep.

Phil lets out a breath and grabs a towel, removing Lacy's wet clothes and drying her off, then putting her in a clean, dry t-shirt for the night.

The Next Morning

Lacy's eyes flutter open slightly before shutting them at the light that was in her eyes. She goes to sit up, but clutches at her head, laying back down. Partly at the hangover, partly at the bump to the head she took the night before. She groans. "Social drinking, what the hell was I thinking.." She mutters.

"We may never know." Phil shrugged as he walked over to her.

"Here, take these." he said giving her some aspirin and some water.

She took the aspirin from him and swallowed them dry, opting not to sit up to drink the water. "What happened?" she asks softly. "I feel like hell."

He chuckles a little.

"You drank so fricking much. Ellie had to help bring you up here."

She runs a hand through her hair to snatch it away after she feels a knot on her head from the night before. "And a knot?"

"You slipped in the shower and hit your head."

She puts a hand over her eyes in humiliation. "Is there anything else I did?"

He was going to say yes, but thought against it.

"No, nothing else." he shrugged.

"Well then excuse me while I die of shame, embarassment, and a migraine."

"You're excused." he smirked.

"The loving words of my boyfriend." She rolls her eyes before her eyes widen, the events from last night flooding back into her mind.

Straight-edge is so...stupid... have a beer...

She looks at him with frightened eyes. "What did I say to you last night...?"

"Nothing." he shrugged.

"Phil." She says in a warning tone. "What did I say..."

"Well um, you made some comments about my Straight Edge lifestyle."

She sighs regretfully. "All negative I'm assuming."

"Uh yeah." he nods.

"Im sorry." she says quietly.

He shrugs and waves a hand.

"Nah, don't worry about it."

"Babe; I insulted your lifestyle." she sighs. "I feel awful."

"It's been insulted plenty of times before. Guess I was kind of expecting it someday."

"Look, I'm your girlfriend. I'm supposed to support you in whatever decisions you make. And even when I was just your friend I supported you being straight edge. Whatever i said last night, drunk or sober was completely out of line... I'm sorry."