Something’s not right. Last night is all a blur, I don’t know how the hell I ended up here, and I sure as hell know I need to get out of here. My entire body felt like shit and it’s hard for me to wake up.
Then again, based on the way things are, do I really want to wake up? If I do, then that means that all of this stuff was real. More importantly, how am I going to explain all of this to my boyfriend?
He’s won’t like this.
I didn’t get a response. He was probably still in a deep sleep, considering the fact that I could yell right in his ear and he still wouldn’t wake up.
My stomach sank as everything started clicking in my mind like a puzzle. I had to lean over and keep my head in my hands to try and think.
“Thank you for last night. I had a lot of fun with you.”