Angelina's POV:
I woke up again, with a bad headache again.
"These parties really fuck me up." I groaned moving to my night self and grabbing some tylenols out of the drawer.
"Goodmorning!" Natalie skipped into my room already fully dressed, along with a full face of makeup.
"You're really peppy today."
She smiled brightly. "Why wouldn't I be? I won the bet. Now I can sleep with anyone I-"
"Woah woah woah." I interrupted. "You did not win the bet." I laughed over exaggerating the 'not'. "I remember safely placing you in bed. And you were out."
"Then why are you hungover?" She asked sitting on the edge of my bed.
"Because I got wasted after you did. But the bet was the first one so technically I did win."
"Then how did you get here? how did I get here?"
I tilted my head. "Uhh... a guy drove me home and you just drove back here?"
"Mmm, maybe. Or maybe I faked being intoxicated so you would before me."
I spit out the water I was drinking onto my hardwood floor. "You what!"
"Whoops." she brought her palm up to her mouth and starting giggling.
"That's cheating!"
"Were there rules? No. So faking was aloud."
"Natalie." I raised my eyebrow. "I'm not sleeping with a guy that's your choice. I'm not some kind of toy and neither is my vagina."
She laughed again. "Well, it was your idea. Cmon it be funnn. don't take it seriously, kay? And don't pussy out. We'll look back on this and laugh."
"Okay." I sighed. She was right, this was a joke and I should just relax and let loose. Who knows? I may even enjoy it. "So who's the lucky guy I'll be sleeping with?"
Hm, Never thought I'd ask someone that.
"Brendan." she smirked.
"No."
"Yes."
"I'd rather sleep with my dog."
"That's probably no different from sleeping with Brendan anyways,"
I laughed and she joined me.
Brendan is my ex, who constantly flirts with me. He's as annoying as a mosquito.
"Okay." I finally agreed.
"Oh he's gonna flip. he's been waiting for this for mouths now."
"Maybe seducing him won't be so bad, of course the actual sex part will be gag worthy, but admitting to him after and watching him worship me will be gold."
"Well." She placed a hand on my shoulder and squeezed it. "Good luck."
