All of You (Sebastian Vettel)

37. Advantage Fernando?

Seb opened his eyes and groaned.  It felt like there was a marching band moving around inside his head. 

"Feeling rough?" he heard Alyssa say from next to him.  He rolled onto his side and looked at her.  She was sat up in bed, looking alert and refreshed. He groaned again.

"Rough is an understatement.  I feel like death warmed up," he told her.

"I'm not surprised. You were totally shitfaced," she replied. 

"Fucking Luther!  He always gets me drunk. I wasn't even going to drink that much."

"Don't you blame Luther! You were just as bad as he was."

"How did I even get back here? The last thing I remember is singing on the karaoke."

"You call that singing? You were obviously more drunk than what I thought."

"Are you pissed off with me?" he asked. She definitely sounded pissed off. He didn't blame her really.  It had been a celebration of her birthday and he couldn't remember half the night. 

"No, not at all, but I'm not going to be sympathetic. It's self inflicted!" He pulled himself up into a sitting position.

"Have you got any Paracetamol?" he asked. Alyssa got up and went over to her suitcase. She took out a packet of Paracetamol and chucked it to him.

"There's a glass of water besides the bed," she told him.

"Thanks baby." He popped out a couple of pills and took them with a swig of water.

There was a knock at the door. Alyssa was still out of bed so she walked over and opened it.  She grinned when she saw who was there. 

"Oh thank you so much Joel! You're an angel."

"I'll remind you of that! Pisshead awake yet?"

"Yeah, he just woke up."

Joel stuck his head around the door.

"How's your head sunshine?" he asked Seb. 

"Banging!" Seb replied.

"Serves you right. God knows what state Luther's in, he was still going at it when we left. Anyway, I've got to go, I have a flight to catch and I'm still not packed. You're not flying until later are you?"

"We're flying at four this afternoon," Alyssa confirmed.

"I'll see you tomorrow sometime I guess.  Enjoy your breakfast sis!"

After the door had shut behind Joel Seb noticed the brown paper bag in Alyssa's hand. 

"What have you got there?" he asked.

"Well this morning I woke up with a craving for a bacon roll," she told him.

She ripped the bag open and pulled out the roll.  She opened it up to check it had the ketchup on it that she'd requested.  Once satisfied that it had, she took a massive bite out of it. 

"Mmmmm. God that's fucking good!"

"So are you over the fruit cake craving now?" Seb asked.

"Nah, I reckon one Bean likes that and the other one likes bacon.  Do you want a bite?" she asked, holding it out towards him.

The smell hit Seb and his stomach lurched.  He jumped out of bed and made a dash to the bathroom, only just making it in time.  He emptied the contents of his stomach into the toilet.

Back in the bedroom Alyssa shrugged and took another big bite of her bacon roll. 

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