chap 6. SLEEP IS HARD
When we get home I walked quickly back to her dorm, stripped to my underwear, and passed out completelly. Alaska did the same, just passing out on me instead of the bed. I honestally cant complain thought, a sleeping Alaska is a quiet Alaska. As we lay there, in a human knot, I heard a slight moan come from my dorm, where the Colonel was staying. Could he be watching porn? No..it was too real...it almost sounded like... I woke Alaska up as I sprang out of bed and went to go listen. Alaska, after putting on a robe to hide her lucious body from anyone but me, asked, "Who's fucking who?" "It sounds like...Colonels grunting and...Lara's moaning." I replied, about to puke at the thought of it. Funny-not funny thing is, Alaska and I heard them drinking last night, was this a continuation of last night? "Oh...my....god," Alaska said, almost green in the face,'We should prank them!" "How?" I asked, worried I would have to see The Colonel naked. "We open the door and fill the place with those little popper things you get at kid's parties." She answered. "You mean champaign poppers?" I said laughing questly at her. "Whatever," She said. And so, we got the "party poppers", as Alaska named them, and opened the door too see the most horrific sight I've ever seen. A naked Colonel, and a suprisingly less naked Lara, but thats besides the point. So we lit them, threw them in and ran back and then heard horrific Romanian screams. "Orgasm or scared?" I asked looking at our sexpert, Alaska. "Hmm," Alaska said as she thought, "Probably both." "At the same time?" I asked suprised, "Well good fucking job Colonel."
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RomanceAlaska doesn't die, read to find out im bad at descriptions of my stories. Im barley starting out writing so plz bare with me, some stuff will be bad (chap. 5) But im trying my best to improve