Here we go, Crow... I posted a bit of yours
I hope that's alright.
It was about 11 at night. John and Rita were still curled up on his bed, sleeping soundly, as they had been for the past couple hours. However, nothing good could last forever, and Rita began tossing around slightly and whimpering under her breath, disturbing the silence of the room. Her glasses quickly fogged up with her hot, uneven breath, but although she seemed upset, she wasn't entirely awake - rather, she was in the midst of some sort of dream, like a dog chasing a rabbit in it's sleep.
In the next room, Paul continued to snore away on the couch.
Suddenly awoken by a shreak (sp?) coming from John's room.
He got up as fast as he could ran to the door and then stopped, thinking to himself..he held back for a minute. "This could either be a good shreak (sp? Hahah I don't know dude) or a bad one, fuck it, I will take my chances" he opened the door within seconds to find Rita sitting in an upright position facing John who was sitting infront of her holding her pale face.
"What happened?" Said Paul, staring at both of them.
John turned around to glance at Paul, and then immediately looked back at Rita.
"I'm sorry, I ....i had a bad dream" She stuttered.
"Oh geez" He said slipping down the door.
"I thought something terrible had happened". Paul exclaimed.
"Well....I'm not going to be able to get back to sleep." She spoke silently, raising her eyebrows at Paul.
"We should go somewhere, take my mind off it." She looked at them both as if waiting for their opinion.
"Hrm, sure let's go somewhere", John said grabbing Ritas hand and starting to walk out of the room.
"All of us". She said looking at Paul as she walked by.
Paul grabbed his coat and followed them to the door.
"The scoffers at the door". Said John looking at them both.
"Here". Rita said walking towards the window opening it and revealing an exit to downstairs.
"Genius" Said John kissing her on the head while climbing out of the window.
In no time they had escaped to downstairs outside the building in an alley way.
"Where are we off to now?" Said Paul looking at Rita.
"Club?" She asked them.
With Paul and John nodding in agreement they started off down the street to find the nearest club.
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"Another lager and lime for me thanks!" Ringo said almost having to scream because of the massive crowd around him.
"Make that two" Said George coming up beside him, fluttering his huge lashes.
"Do you think we'd be able to go into the mens, and get out of these dresses?" Ringo asked George pouting.
"It's for your own protection Richie" Said George shaking his head.
"You're quite enjoying this aren't you?" Ringo asked with a discusted look upon him.
"When do you get the chance to be a woman for a night?" George replied cackling.
"For you, it's every night" Said Ringo, turning around to find his drink infront of him.
"I'm going back to dance!" Said George skooting off the chair beside Ringo.
Ringo watched him walk into the crowd and start to dance with random men.
"Is that RICHARD?" he heard someone behind him shout.
Ringo turned around praying to god it wasn't more fan girls. Instead he saw Paul, John and Rita striding toward him.
"Bloody 'ell Ritch, what are you doin' in a dress?" John laughed.
"Shhh!" Ringo whispered.
"I'm a bloody woman tonight" He said turning around to stare at the bar infront of him.
Paul had a look of shock and laughter on his face, tears swelling up in his eyes, giggling but without sound, holding onto his stomach like it was about to implode.
I hope that's alright.