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"Well, yes."
"Then have fun."
"Chicken!" Cyprus yells, pushing through us and heading towards the fast food place next to campus.
"Don't forget to get replacement chicken for Craig," I call out.
Michaela chuckles. "Think about it. I'll make sure Cyprus buys extra chicken." She heads inside after him without waiting for me to respond.
"Are you okay?" Jeremy asks as he comes to stand beside me, leaving the others to get their chicken.
I nod. "Thanks for propping me up, I could have really hurt myself back there."
"You're welcome. I'm glad I could help."
"But you shouldn't have shifted. If we'd have gotten caught..."
"Nothing bad would have happened," he assures me. "Unless you have a past of public shifting you haven't told me about."
"I don't. I'm not sure what came over me."
"A little bit too much to drink," he says. "How's your head now?"
"A lot clearer. Yours?"
"Same. The unplanned shift really helped with that. I'll be thanking you in the morning." He grins. "Do you not want chicken?"
I shake my head. "I always regret it in the morning. I prefer to eat my hangover cures for breakfast."
"Please tell me it isn't raw egg?"
I laugh lightly. "No. I make steak and eggs."
"That sounds good."
"If you're in the flat at ten tomorrow, I can make you some," I offer without thinking twice about it. Maybe I should after what Michaela said.
"I can be there."
The way he smiles at me makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside, though perhaps that's just the alcohol still buzzing around my system. I'm not naive enough to think that I've miraculously become sober in the past fifteen minutes, even with a shift.
The others pile out of the chicken shop with their boxes of greasy goodness in their hands and wide smiles on their faces. We start making our way back onto campus, chattering about the events of the night as we go.
"Where did Dylan get to?" I ask.
"He went home with one of the girls from his chemistry class," Fiona answers. "And Essie went home too drunk. Who knew a fae who couldn't hold their drink."
"I don't think any of us can claim that after tonight," I mutter.
She laughs lightly. "You may have a point."
Cyprus slots his key into the door and holds it open for us so we can all head through.
"I'll see you in the morning," I call to my flatmates heading into the kitchen to eat their chicken. They're probably going to be awake for hours, and now my shift has helped sober me up, I'm tired.
"Night, Krissi," Michaela calls.
"I'm heading to bed too," Jeremy says, no doubt experiencing something similar to me. "See you later."
