until the dawn

seven

I slowly blink, trying to open my eyes as my painful headache reminded me of the wonders of last night.

I was completely hungover and felt like absolute shit. As I rub my head, trying to calm down the headache, I see flashbacks of last night. Wyatt, Layla, Jade and I ended up skipping Shrek, and started doing karaoke, which by the way is very hard to do while almost blackout drunk.

I feel the sharp pain in my back and I move around, trying to make out where I was. I sit up and see I'm seated in a bathtub, you read that right, a fucking bathtub. How did I get here? Only God fucking knows now.

I stand up, trying to balance myself so I could get out of the bathtub, which was very clean by the way, when I hear someone shut the door and take a seat on the toilet pot, slowly pissing. I hear the unknown person take a sigh of relief as they empty their bladder.

I freeze and hide behind the shower curtain, trying to be as still as possible. My eyes grow wide as I see this person throw a very used condom in the bin right next to the bathtub. I almost fucking strangled myself with those shower curtains, after witnessing that I feel like it would be a peaceful death.

They got off the pot and wash their hands in the sink, this was the perfect time to see who it was, however I was still traumatized at the sight I just saw, resulting in me staying still, like a deer in the headlights, with my mouth wide open in shock.

I hear shut the door again, indicating they'd left the room. Time for me to make a run for it. Or so I'd hoped.

As I step out of the bathtub, I glance at myself in the mirror above the sink. I got the shock of my life when I saw the eye-bags on my face, a few strands of hair had gotten a trim, and my hair looking just like Mufasa's from The Lion King.

I ignore the animal staring back at me, and focus on the task at hand. Getting out of this bathroom and finding the others.

I quietly twist the handle of the door and attempt to open it softly, which was a success. So far so good, which was very surprising. I move out of the bathroom, still facing the door as I shut it closed quickly. As I turn around I get the shock of my life as I see Theodore's plump asscheeks staring back at me.

I scream as if I just saw a dead body, well to be fair, seeing Theodore's fucking asscheeks are equalivent to seeing a rotting corpse. I continue screaming as he turns around, covering his special secret area.

I quieten down as my eyes glance at his body, damn, why's he kinda- No Estrella, his still rude as fuck. My eyes stay looking at his hard abs, he breaks me out of my trance, clearing his throat.

My eyes snap towards to him, "What the fuck are you doing in my room?" He shout-whispers, his eyebrows narrowed looking toward me. "Shit this is your room, oh my God I am so sorry." I ramble, how did I end up in his room?

"Okay well if you could leave so I can actually fucking put on clothes that would be great." He says, in an obnoxious tone, as if taking to a 5 year old. This guy and his fucking attitude.

"Only if you ask nicely." I say slyly, with a evil smirk on my face, placing my hands behind my back. I look around his room and spot someone in his bed, that blond bitch from yesterday.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, do you enjoy putting me through hell?" He asks in an annoyed expression, still covering his special package down there.

"Of course I do, you have a huge ass attitude problem and it looks like no one's ever bothered to fix it." I say, taking a step closer to him, my gaze holding his. "Now I'll let you get back to your little friend, okay big guy?" I say, forcing a fake smile on my face.