Downtown (Foster the People Fanfic)

Dream... Maybe?

I woke up and looked around. I was shocked to not see any other buildings or trees. It was weird seeing a TV, and coffee, and.... Girl? I looked over my shoulder and saw a mid twenty year old girl sleeping on the chair next to me. She had drool coming out of her mouth dripping onto the chair, and she smelt like alcohol... Ugh probably a hooker. Why would she be sleeping on the chair though?

Mark walked in rubbing his eyes and looking at her and paused.

"How did that get here?"

"Uhh... You tell me buddy."

"I have no clue. I didn't drink last night so no clue."

"You drink?"

I said rubbing my forehead.

"Uh yea."

"Oh."

I looked down and sighed.

"What?"

"Nothing it's just I can't stay here."

"Why not?"

"You drink and well you will never be here from your concerts and parties... So yea I can't stay here."

"It's a problem I drink?"

"Yea. That's the reason I ran away from my... Aunt."

"Oh... Well I can't really help. But I can try?"

"That would be to much stress to you so I'll leave."

"Don't leave."

"Why do you want me to stay?"

I poked my chest and looked at him oddly.

"Because... You need help."

"Oh. Well thanks, but it would just be to hard for you."

"No. Not if I try."

He said coming closer to me.

"Ok. But if I cause any trouble I'm leaving. Wait, first we need to focus on that."

I waved my hand in circles over the area where the girl was sleeping.

"Oh yea."

We walked over and poked her arm and eventually shook the chair forwards and back trying to wake her up. Her eyes opened and stared into Mark's.

"Good morning baby."

"What? I have no idea who you are."

"Oh, well I had fun at the party. Thanks for carrying me to.... The chair?"

"Apparently."

I scooted myself in.

"Mark? Who is this girl?"

She said blinking her eyes and rubbing them checking if she was right.

"Autumn. My friend."

"Oh, well I better get going baby."

"What?! I. Don't. Know. You."

She walked out and slammed the door.

"What the?"

Mark mumbled to himself.

"That was rather bizarre."

"Uh yea! I guess till next time."

"She said you carried her to the chair... Why?"

I said in a soft tone.

"I don't remember being drunk."