So, an actor and an interpreter walks into a bar...
...only to leave and get married in a drunken stupor.
One is timid of relationships after being traumatized over their last one, while the other can't keep a partner longer than 3 months.
One is a...
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Laynette scrunched her nose as soon as the sunlight touched her face, she sloppily used her arm to block the sun from her face but stopped when she felt in pain. She opened her eyes only to squint them, Shit, she thought as a sudden headache hit her head. Her body was aching and suddenly wondered what she got into last night with her two friends Alison and Kameka.
From what she could recall they went out clubbing for their last night in Vegas. The reason they were in Vegas was for a graduation trip and also to get Laynette out of the house. For the past three years, Laynette has been going to school and taking care of her family, never having time for herself. Her brothers and two best friends forced her on this trip so she could let loose and have fun, at first she wasn't on board with it but by day 3 she was enjoying herself. Sightseeing, buying name brands, luxury diners, and throwing it back in the club every night, Laynette could get used to it.
For the last night of the trip, Kameka got them into one of the hottest clubs that most celebrities and other entertainers frequent. After being starstruck for a while, they down a few drinks and let loose. Alison said that they we're going to get her "Shitty drunk" and boy did they. All Laynette could remember was chugging down tequila mixed with vodka and taking body shots with everyone cheering her on, dancing around with Alison and Kameka, and this mysterious guy who saved her in the bathroom. And not to mention, the most strangest and erotic dream she ever had. Getting embarrassed by the dream, she covered her face as she remembered the dream of him making her cum over and over and over again. Was I that frustrated? Maybe I should try to date again.
She heard a moan from the left side of her; she didn't think much of it and assumed it was Alison or Kameka because they always end up next to each other after a night like that. Uncovering her face as she felt an arm around her bare waist, she felt someone nuzzle their face into her neck before jerking away. Just by the stubble that she felt, she knew that it couldn't have been one of her friends.
She sat up painfully and noticed that the person was on the floor, she rubbed her eyes slowly as she looked at them, will him. Her eyes locked on to him and she couldn't help but to notice how handsome he was. His hazel eyes met with her brown ones then recognition flashed through them. He suddenly scrambled up, causing her to cover her eyes at his naked body, and scurried into the bathroom. At the sound of the door slamming close, she moved her hand away from her face and fell back onto bed. She painfully yet violently kicked her feet out, Great job Laynette, last night out and I'm already waking up in some guy's bed, she scolded herself.
Wait, she stopped, now's not the time for this. Let me get my ass back to my hotel. She suddenly got up only to collapse onto the ground, she couldn't believe it, her legs were weak. She looked at the bathroom door, how good did he put it on her that she couldn't walk.
She groaned as she tried to get up slowly, succeeding, and slowly went to where her clothes were. She picked up her dress then sighed at how badly it was ripped, next to it were her destroyed undergarments. She eyed the navy blue button up that was crumpled on a chair in the corner and put it on quickly before laying back on the bed. She tried to remember the events that happened last night for her to end up with some guy, the last thing she could remember was the man in the bathroom and her standing in front of some guy dressed as a priest but it was even fuzzy after that.
