Izabel watched as Breanna walked up the stairs to her room. She knew that it was late and Breanna was worn out. She decided to head off to bed herself but set her alarm for 7am, 4 hours later. She wasn't about to let Breanna off easily. She had to face her problems or things would never be the same. She didn't want Breanna to make the same mistakes that she did in the past. Izabel knew that Breanna was scared but she knew that things would work out in the end. She had a feeling they would. "Go to sleep!" Izabel demanded of herself as she slowly drifted off to sleep to the silent sounds of snow falling outside.

"Hey dude! Wake up!" Nick snickered as he smacked Brian on the back. "Huh? Whuh?" Brian said drowsily. "Man, we passed out. Go to a real bed! We drank too much, I think. It's already 9am. " Nick said. "Yeah, okay." Brian replied before falling back asleep in the bathtub. Nick crawled out of the bathroom laughing before he found the door. He used the doorknob as balance as he stood up with little ease. "Hey Frick, wake me tomorrow." He heard Brian call out. "Man, *you're* Frick, *I'm* Frack, and it *is* tomorrow." Nick grumbled as he walked out of the bathroom towards the nearest room. After a few minutes, Nick heard commotion in the downstairs living room but didn't bother to get up to find out what was going on.

Before she knew it, 7am had rolled around. Izabel slammed her hand down on the alarm clock and sat up in bed complaining under her breath about how cold the room was. She grabbed a sweatshirt out of her bag and tossed it over her flannel pajamas. She glanced at her reflection in her bathroom mirror and sighed. Looking at the Kentucky Wildcat's emblem from her shirt reflected in the mirror reminded her of Brian. She slowly walked out of the bathroom towards the kitchen and started to cook a small breakfast for herself and Breanna. She scrambled a few eggs, pieces of bacon, and a couple pieces of toast. After breakfast was done she put everything on plates and stuck them in the oven to help keep them warm as she went up stairs to wake Breanna.

Nick was almost asleep when he heard more noise, this time coming from the staircase. He ignored it, preferring to sleep. After a moment, he heard Brian shouting. Nick jumped up quickly, only to fall back down on the bed. "I will never drink again in my life!" Nick mumbled under his breath as he tried to stand up again. Once he was stabilized he walked quickly out of the bedroom door towards the bathroom where he heard the shower running and Brian cursing someone out. Nick threw open the bathroom door and saw AJ standing over the shower with a smirk on his face as cold water poured on to Brian. Nick didn't know what to say or do, opting to stand in the doorway motionless. "Turn off the water!" Brian begged. "No, you guys need to sober up. How much did you two drink? There ain't a drop of alcohol left in the house!" AJ said in disbelief, looking straight at Nick. "I dunno...we played a drinking game, and that's pretty much all I can remember." Nick explained. AJ looked between both guys before sighing, leaning over and turning the water off. Brian sat in the tub glaring at AJ. "I swear! Every time Izabel and Natasha leave town, you two go ape shit!" AJ stated. Nick knew that if the situation were different, I.E. no hangovers, then both he and Brian would be laughing at the lecture. But, AJ was right. AJ of all people was arguing with them about drinking too much.

"Bree? Wake up Bree." Izabel said softly as she tapped on the bedroom door and eventually walked in. "Bree?" Izabel questioned as she shook her friends shoulder. "What?" Breanna eventually asked sleepily. "C'mon. You have to wake up. You need to call Howie today. You need to tell him what's going on." Izabel explained. Breanna quickly sat up to pretest but saw the expression on Izabel's face. "Iz, I can't. He's going to hate me." Breanna begged. "He's not going to hate you. He's not going to crumple to the floor. He'll be in shock, but he'll forgive you. Knowing him, he'll freak out that you're not in the hospital." Izabel explained to her now crying friend. Breanna looked up and smiled through her tears. "But first things first. You're gonna need some support, and not just from me." Izabel stated, as she pointed at the framed photos on Breanna's bedroom walls. "I think you have some calls to make." She added. "Iz, it's really early over there. I'll wake every one." Breanna whined. "No Bree. It's already," Izabel glanced down at her watch. "10:30. They're awake." Izabel stated. "Can I at least eat first?" Breanna questioned as Izabel nodded. "Breakfast is down stairs. C'mon, get out of bed and grab a robe. It's 13 degrees outside, cloudy, and a lot of snow." Izabel replied, walking out of the room. Breanna's eyes grew wide as she hopped out of bed and ran towards her window to look at the white landscape.

"What were you guys thinking? I'm just curious." AJ stated as she stared at Brian and Nick. They were all gathered around Brian's kitchen table. Brian was in   dry clothing while he and Nick nursed warm cups of coffee. AJ was eating a bowl of Cheerios as he enjoyed lecturing Nick and Brian. He was normally the one who was lectured about drinking, but this time the tables were turned. "Thinking? You want to know what we were thinking?" Brian growled from under a towel that was placed over his wet hair. "Well, if we could *remember* what we were thinking, I'm sure we'd tell you. But, since we were wasted out of our god damned minds, the details are a little fuzzy to us at this point." Brian explained. "We were playing our drinking..." "Shut up, Nick." Brian yelled at Nick. "I can't wait to hear what Kevin has to say about this." AJ cooed happily. "AJ, you're an ass." Nick commented. "Yeah, well, I may be an ass but at least I'm not the one with the hangover." AJ sang. Brian flipped him off as AJ smiled in contentment.

"It's pretty." Breanna replied as she stared out the sliding glass door, eating her breakfast. "Yeah, it started right after you went to bed. You weren't feeling too good so I didn't want to wake you once it started." Izabel explained as she finished her last piece of toast. Izabel eyed Breanna as she picked at her food. "Eat." Izabel demanded. Breanna sighed, "I'm not really hungry." "But you should eat. You're not just eating..." "I know, Iz. I know. I just can't eat. I'm stressing right now and if I eat, I'll probably throw it back up. My stomach still doesn't handle stress and food very well." Breanna explained. "I know, I'm sorry. I just don't want you passing out from not eating." "Believe me, Iz. I have enough meat on these bones. I've gained plenty of weight since the tours ended." Izabel watched as Breanna ate her last piece of toast. "You done?" Izabel asked as she stood up to clear away the dishes. "I guess." Breanna murmured. "Good, I'll take these. And, I think you have a phone call to make. Call Eve first, k?" Izabel stated. "I guess. I really don't have any choice, do I?" Breanna questioned. "Afraid not." Izabel replied.