"Get up," Beca said pushing Anderson's side with her foot. "We fell asleep."
"Well it was a workout," he smirked, running his hand through his hair, the blanket right on his waistline.
The brunette rolled her eyes and looked around for his shirt. She had already woken up and managed to find her underwear, shorts and shirt, but for the life of her, could not find her bra.
"Well, I have work so you gotta go," she lied.
"Are you always this mean after sex?" He asked standing up and Beca widened her eyes at his naked body before turning around. She heard him slipping on his jeans before fastening his belt. "Usually people are pretty happy after."
"I just have a lot to do today," She finally found his shirt across her guitar and moved to grab it before tossing it back at him. Beca was determined to get him out of her apartment as quick as she could. "Not all of us have the luxury of being rich."
"Who said anything about being rich?" He asked as he slipped his shirt on before reaching down to put his shoes on.
"I'm just saying that I can't sit around all day and cuddle or do whatever it is you want me to."
He smirked. "What, you're not a cuddler?"
"No," she informed. "Do you have your keys?"
He looked at her as if to somehow convince her to let him stay. When her expression didn't change, Anderson just reached into his back pocket and held up his keys. "Got 'em right here."
"Good, now go," Beca said pushing him out of the door.
When he opened the door, he turned around and leaned against the door frame with an aggravating smile that Beca was tired of. He was cute, nice, and charming, but she wasn't in the mood for cute nice and charming.
"So," he trailed off. "When can I see you again?"
"What about a one night stand do you not get?" She questioned.
"With you?" He asked. "The one night aspect."
Beca rolled her eyes before pushing him the rest of the way out. "Goodbye, Anderson."
"Bye, Beca," he smiled and let her shut the door.
Widening her eyes, the brunette let out a long breath before sitting on the edge of her couch. She put her head in her hands before running a hand through her long brown hair that was undoubtedly a mess.
She didn't have much time to start overthinking about the events that took place the night before due to a knock on her door.
Groaning again, she walked over to the door and without looking when she opened the door, yelled, "What?"
"Well good morning to you too, gorgeous." The sound of her sister's voice made her finally look up to see not only Emily, but a a redhead in a beanie beside her. She let her hair fall down her shoulders and Beca recognized her as Cora. She had only met her a handful of times, but from what she understood, she wasn't the best influence. But neither was Beca at this point so she couldn't say much.
"Why are you here?" Beca asked walking away from the door and letting the two women walk in.
"We were just out and decided to pop in to see how you were doing," Emily informed as she looked carefully around the room.
"Clearly she has a mad case of the bed head," Cora snickered leaving Beca to glare at her.
"Don't you have to be at work or something?"
"Not until later tonight," the redhead looked down at her watch for emphasis and added, "It's 10 o'clock in the morning."
Beca just made a face to mock her and Emily suddenly looked over with a smirk.
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Remind Me I'm Alive (Bechloe)
FanficSuffering from anxiety and depression, Beca Mitchell finds herself spending all of her time alone or worse, at a job she absolutely hates with a boss that actively tries to ruin her day. Across town, Chloe Beale is in a similar situation as her fian...