"Sure". He sat up first and then stood up. He took Racheals hand and pulled her up before they both walked out of the room. Even before he got to the bottom of the stairs he knew the house would be a mess but he didnt anticipate how much of a mess.
ooc: Did she mean to say 'Do you want me to help you clean up'?
ic: Ethan looked around and decided it was time for everyone to get and that he could do with all the help he could get.
"If you don't mind" he replied hustling people out.
"Great party Ethan" they all said as they left.
"Yeah, thanks for trashing my house" he muttered annoyed.
The maids had already started to clear up. It was at times like these that Ethan was greatful that they were rich and could afford them.
ic: Ethan didn't reply. He couldnt exactly say it was awesome seeing as he found out his best friend was a liar, he broke up with his long time girlfriend and his house got trashed. The maids began to hoover the floors and Ethan placed all the chairs back in their rightful place.
They finally finished after about an hour or two. Ethan collapsed onto the sofa. "I thoought we'd never finish" he told Racheal. "Thanks for helping out".
"Well next time you need a helping hand, with anything, just give me a call" he said with a smile. "Are you sobre enough to drive home?" he asked. It was aboout 3:00 am and all he wanted to do now was go to bed.
After driving home Aundrea was a sobbing mess. She immediatley changed into her pajamas and went downstairs to grab a bunch of junk food, she had a tendency to eat her feelings. She layed on her bed with the tv on sobbing like a fool and stuffing her face with a bag of Doritos.