Duncan's POV.

We opend the door and saw Bridgette and Geoff making out on the couch. It was all messy, and the pillows where everywhere, chairs where toppled and food where on the walls, on the floor, and other places i did'nt want to say.

I could see Courtney was pissed of, but she tryed to sound nicely. She cleared her throat, and the finaly noticed us.

"Uhm, how was the movie?" Bridgette asked, and looked up on us. Her face was a mess! Her lipstick where everywhere, and she was all black around her eyes.

"It was fine, thank you. But why do my house look like some kinda landfill?" Courtney said, still trying to sound nicely.

"Uhm, we, uh. . . sorry. . ."

"It's okay, just, try not to do it next time, okay?"

"Okay Court. It-it wont happen again!

Me and Court walked up stairs and into her bedroom, that looked just like the livingroom.

"Argh, why can't they clean up, after them self?" Courtney asked.