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𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗗𝗔𝗬, 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝙖𝙢. :: 📍???
You groan, hearing the sound of a loud siren noise come from where you were laying your head. You shift and turn on the comfortable surface, trying to find a good position for you to sleep in. You try to move but for some reason something was blocking you from moving and stretching your body out. And that stupid siren noise.
You then turn to face where you hear the sound. You lift your head off the surface, your eyes still closed as you reach your hand out to find the device where the noise was coming from, you felt a table and you felt it for a minute but you couldn't find it so you open your eyes and suddenly everything hits you.
You feel a pounding sensation in your head and your vision had gone terribly blurry. You rub your eyes and you feel your head spin. Grabbing the phone (which you didn't know the owner of) you switch off the alarm. It was only making your headache worse. You begin to recount everything from yesterday night, from the party, the drinks—to the last conversation you had with a certain someone.
"Agh, fuck!" You yelp as you put your head in your hands, feeling embarrassed as you remember everything, vividly. Cussing him the fuck out of him but also telling him your true feelings which you were holding in. You lift your head from your hands and begin to look around you and under you.
Sasha's body was entangled with yours, and you're on someone's couch that certainly wasn't very familiar to you. You instantly go into panic mode and become aware of your surroundings, snapping out of your facade. Looking around you, you see Connie and Jean crashing on the couch across from you, loud snores coming from the both of them.
Oh, God.
You're in Jean and Connie's dorm, and your mouth is agape now. How did you even get there?
𝟮:𝟬𝟬 𝙖𝙢.
"Shake that ass for drake, now shake that ass for me!" Sasha sings loudly as you walk down the street, and you roll your eyes at her as she does. You were definitely in a pissy mood after speaking with the person you made it your mission to avoid. Sasha trips over thin air and Connie grabs her hand to stop her from falling.
Surprisingly Connie was the most sober out of all of you so he was going to drive tonight. Jean is walking by the side walk where the cars pass, beside you but his presence was just pissing you off so you begin to walk quicker than all of them so you could be ahead. You're at the side Jean was before but just further away from him now. You huff, biting the inside of your cheek but then you stumble from trying to walk too fast.
Jean sees you, and though you didn't want to be near him (obviously), he walks up to you. "Let me walk here, so you don't trip." He says softly and you just glare at him. "I'm fine, thanks." You say in a monotone voice.
