Letting Loose (Elle/Courtney)

Courtney rubbed her eyes.

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John rubbed Elle's back.

Randy turned to his side.

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Elle groaned as she rose up.

Courtney looked over at Randy then rubbed his arm.

Randy slowly woke up.

"Hey." Courtney said.

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"You okay?" John asked.

"How do you feel?" Randy asked.

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"That was a really bad idea." Elle muttered.

"A little better." Courtney said.

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"Duh." John said.

"Need anything before I show you what is going on?" Randy asked.

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Elle glared at John before putting her hand on her head.

"Ow..." She muttered.

"No. but I could use a shirt." Courtney said.

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"Head hurt?" John asked.

Randy tossed Courtney his shirt that was at the end of the bed.

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"Just when I move fast or something." Elle replied.

Courtney put it on then smiled.

"I like wearing your shirts." Courtney said.

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John nodded then slowly picked Elle up.

"I know you do." Randy said.

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Elle put her head on John's shoulder.

"Now I'm guessing you're going to lecture me." Courtney said.

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John carried Elle to the couch.

"Nope, I'll let your manager and the photos speak for themselves." Randy replied handing Courtney her phone.

"And also, I got these earlier." Randy added, handing Courtney a stack of magazines.

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"This sucks." Elle said.

Courtney looked at the magazine's in shock.

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"Yep especially since you'll all over the magazines and internet after your little show that last." John said.

"Now you want to talk?" Randy asked.

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"Wait, what do you mean it's all over the internet and magazines?" Elle asked.

"Oh my god." Courtney muttered as she looked through the magazines.

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John handed Elle some magazines and then handed her his laptop.

"Thank god John and I came in when we did. It could've been a lot worse than what it is." Randy said.

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Elle groaned as she flipped through the magazine.

"There's a picture of my private area on here and it's pixelated. How is that not worse?!" Courtney yelled.

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"See that's what happened last night." John said.

"I don't know why you're yelling at me. You did this and I tried to stop you, but you would listen." Randy said.

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"I have eyes, I can see that." Elle said.

"I was drunk. You should have knocked me out with something and put me in the backseat." Courtney said.

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John nodded.

"Don't you think I tried that?" Randy said. "Don't put this one on me Court, you know how you get when you're drunk...you could've easily stopped."

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"This is so, so, so bad." Elle muttered.

"No I couldn't have. Once I have one I have to have more." Courtney said.

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"Yes it is. You pretty much destroyed your reputation." John said.

"Then why drink if you know you can't stop?" Randy asked.

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"Thanks John, that makes me feel so much better." elle said.

"Because sometimes I need to let loose Randy and have fun." Courtney said.

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"It's the truth." John said.