Yet another sigh of relief was released as her hand slid down to her chest. She glanced down at him, seeing that he was still, in fact, asleep. She released a small yelp from her mouth and quickly threw a hand over her lips in horrified surprise. He flipped his body to face where she was standing, her half naked self still presented in all of its glory. She deemed herself successful when it was in hand, but forgot the small detail of the man beside her. She reached for her important article of clothing, carefully sliding it off without making a sound. She slowly tiptoed over, feeling as if each step was getting louder and louder the closer she approached. The only problem, it was right near the man on the bed, who she quite honestly did not want to wake at all. Then she noted her own pair of underwear, seeming to have been thrown on the lamp shade without a care. Blue boxers with small dragons on them lying near the foot of the bed. She looked to the rest of the room, noting the mess it was in. She headed straight to where she saw her bra, swiftly grabbing it from its hanging position and fastening it to her body.
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How to find her clothes as quickly and quietly as possible. The other soon followed, and slowly, she slid herself off of the bed. She unwrapped herself from the, quite honestly, soft covers, her naked form disgusting her as she carefully moved a leg over the edge of the bed. Her mind yearned for answers, but the pounding did not help as she searched for any possible memory of the night before. Why could she have agreed to be taken home? She stared at him for a while longer, wondering how in the world she could have ended up in this position. After what felt like eternity, she decided he would not wake up, and sighed in relief. She looked over to the sleeping man beside her, hoping her sound was not loud enough to cause him to stir. She groaned, rather loudly, and quickly covered her mouth. Which brought her to the conclusion of the unceasing headache. She must have been drunk out of her mind. Of course she couldn’t remember the previous evenings events. The blue bed sheet was draped up to his chin, his dark face looking peaceful with his eyes shut. With a swift snap of her head to the right, disregarding the pain in her skull, she finally acknowledged the figure soundly sleeping beside her. Then the fuzziness in her head cleared up for a moment as it finally dawned on her. The one she had been wearing the night before. A bright red bra hung from the edge of the chair. Then to the chair, tucked neatly into the desk, and yet, saw something that made her head ache much more than it already did.
She noted the desk with papers scattered across it. The glare from the light made the glass frames impossible to see through. She looked across from her, noting the posters and picture frames lining the wall. She saw a grey dresser sitting near the bed, the light streaming in from the window across from it, allowing the dresser to bask in its brightness. Her hand was still in place, the pounding in her head not easing in the slightest. The pain was unbearable, but the unfamiliarity she possessed was her priority. She flung her hand to her forehead with eyes squeezed shut. She quickly sat up, instantly regretting her decision as soon as a pounding headache came flooding into her skull.
She was facing a wall, her eyebrows furrowing at this knowledge.
She rubbed at her face, moving her hair from her eyes as they started to focus. Then, the dark eyes of the girl lying on the bed opened. Their torso moved again, shifting to the darker side, hoping to fall asleep once more.Ī few moments. A blink or two, then closed again with a scrunch of exhausted annoyance. The move of a hand to run through the messy tresses of their hair would let tired eyes open. It wasn’t until the shift of their face from the darkness to the rising light that their features also moved.
Their torso flipping from one side to the other, arms moving above their head to be tucked under a plush pillow. The slight warmth could be felt on their toes, legs shifting to be tucked closer to their cool form. Perhaps this was a reason for the sudden stirring from underneath the blue sheets of the bed. The bed radiated only a slight amount of the light, only the bottom edges filled with its warmth. The rest of the room wasn’t as bright, the small desk and chair still basking in the darkness in the corner. The crystal bottles filled with fragranced liquids lining the countertop shone pastel blues and yellows, reflecting those colors through them onto the wall. Warm rays of sunlight flowed into the bedroom from a single window, hitting the dresser with a glow of yellow. So like this is my first fanfic on here? I’m just vibing with Pokemon right now and Raihan is my man, soooooo yeah, hope this is entertaining enough oop
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