As I slowly wake up from my drunken stupor, I turn to my left side and reach out to grab more blankets. As I reach out, I feel myself being pulled to the center of the bed by someone. I feel for the thing that is pulling me. I feel muscles, bare skin, and a flat chest. I pull back because I feel warmer against this man in my bed. "Mmm, baby, turn off the light" I groaned as the sun shined in my eyes. The man in my bed pulls me closer and shielded me from the the sun's rays. Then the sudden, scariest moment in my life came apon me. I realized I was still single and I did not know this man. I opened my eyes to see my roommate, sound asleep, holding me in his large arms." Vincent let go of me!" I screamed as I pushed myself away from him. He slowly opened his eyes and realized I had woken up. He left me out of his bear hug and sat up in the bed. "Now Isabel calm down, I can explain." "Vincent, I'm the drinker, you're not. So you better explain real quick what happened or else," I said frantically as I pulled up the sheets to cover my upper body which was apparently only covered with one of my more scandalous bras.
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Pure Coincidence
RomantizmIsabel has been living with her male room mate for two years. they have always been close, but one high can alter their whole life together.
