𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮 | 𝐁.𝐄

𝟎𝟐 | 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧-𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 - 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥
" 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘰. "

𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞

I woke up with a massive headache. My throat was dry and my eye lids were heavy. I tried going back to sleep multiple times but I had this reoccurring urge to vomit which made it insanely difficult.

When all else failed, I gave up on my attempt to get more rest. I sat up and a wave of dizziness washed over me. The sunlight that beamed through my bedroom windows worsened my headache.

My head was pounding. I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut. I slowly massaged my temples to reduce the pain in my head.

How much did I drink last night?

I sighed and searched for my phone. I looked over at my nightstand and found some pills and a glass of water, courtesy of Do-yeon.

She knew I would need it.

After taking the medicine, I used whatever strength I had to get up. I made my bed and found myself a change of clothes. I took a shower and did my hygiene routine. Once I put my clothes on I slipped my feet into my house shoes and left the room.

On a regular day, I spend majority of my time working but I'm taking the day off which means I have nothing to do. From the looks of it, I'll just do my journal entry and continue on from there.

I went to my office and opened the drawer underneath my desk. I grabbed my black notebook and a blue pen.

I went to the other side of my office and cracked open the double doors that lead to a small balcony. I took a seat at the table and opened my book.

I found a blank page and started jotting down my current thoughts. A few lines underneath that I wrote my goals for the day. Although journaling is a little cliché, it helps me.

I like keeping myself at ease and I seem to do best when everything that's on my mind is written down and organized right in front of me. It's my way of getting things off my chest.

Once I was done I put everything away and made my way to the kitchen. I was greeted by Do-yeon who was making breakfast.

Do-yeon moved in with me two years ago and ever since then she's taken it upon herself to cook breakfast and every other meal we eat. I've told her time and time again that she doesn't have to all of the cooking but she insist on it anyways.

Eating out is a rare occasion for us, but, when we do we typically eat at one of our favorite restaurants.

I sat on a barstool and watched her cook in silence. Even though we aren't talking we're still enjoying each other's company. It's kind of our thing.

Do-yeon finished cooking and put everything on plates. While we were eating, the front door opened and then closed. We both knew it was Abdul. He comes over every morning for breakfast.

"Something smells delicious." his deep voice echoed throughout the foyer. The bottoms of his loafers could be heard clattering across the kitchens marble floors. "Good morning Billie."

"Good morning Abdul."

"And good morning to you too, Do-yeon. The food looks amazing by the way." Do-yeon thanked Abdul and he took a seat next to me. Do-yeon joined us and we all enjoyed our food together.

"Looks like the club wore you out." Abdul said. I looked to my side to see him glaring at me. "It sure did and this hangover is a pain in the ass." I said.

"I thought you didn't plan on getting wasted?"

"I didn't but then I lost control. I haven't had that much fun in a while and honestly I didn't want it to end." I admitted. I grabbed my plate and went over to the sink.

"Yeah you were really out of it but that stripper seemed to bring you back to reality." Do-yeon said. I frowned my eyebrows and she smiled at me.

"Seems like you left that part out, didn't you Billie? Mind telling me about that?" Abdul teased.

"Well since you must know, I can tell you that she fine as fuck and gave me the most amazing lap dance in the world. It was worth all of my money. Best five hundred dollars I've ever spent."

"You spent half a grand on one dance?" Do-yeon asked. "Yeah, she only wanted like twenty-five dollars for it but she deserved way more than that considering how wet she made me." I said.

Abdul's face scrunched up and I couldn't help but laugh. "You could've left that part out." he complained, as he handed me his plate. "Well you wanted to know the story. Every detail counts."

"Sounds like she did a number on you Bil." Do-yeon said while taking a sip of her coffee. "I know right. And the crazy thing is that's never happened to me before. I swear last night was heaven-sent."

I washed the dishes, Abdul cleaned up, and Do-yeon put the rest of the food away. We did this after every meal that we shared together.

Once everything was taken care of Do-yeon went for her morning walk, Abdul left to run some errands for me, and I was home alone.

There's not much for me to do on a day I don't have work. I've cleaned, wrote in my journal, and now I'm just standing here. I guess I could go out for a drive or maybe even go shopping.

Or maybe I could do both. I jogged up the spiral staircases, which lead me straight to my room. I changed out of my house clothes and put on something that was a little more presentable.

I found myself some shoes before rummaging through my jewelry. I picked out the perfect set of necklaces to go along with my rings. I curled my hair behind my ears as an attempt to style it.

I was leaving out of my room when something caught my eye. The tracksuit I had on last night was laying on my bathroom counter. I quickly grabbed it and brought it over to my hamper.

Right before I put it away I got a whiff of some perfume. The smell wasn't the scent of my signature cologne, yet it was familiar. I help the piece of clothing up to my nose and smelled it once again.

I was immediately reminded of the woman from last night. I found myself in a daze as I thought back to what happened. The scene played in my head clear as day. It felt like it was happening all over again.

Man, she was something else.

I know I'm in my "no relationships" era but I'm considering her as an acceptation. Maybe I could skip the mall and take a trip to the club. It's a Sunday so it'll be empty.

I could use some of my charm and see where that takes us. It's a silly idea but I have nothing better to do. Plus, I haven't done something irrational in a long time. I just hope she didn't take the day off.
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