It's hard being a hybrid at a university that looks down on its not-quite human students, but in exchange for the superior education at the prestigious school, he's willing to endure the hardships of being treated as a lesser person.
At least he ha...
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Good morning from me and this sweet little cutie that wouldn't stop screaming at me until I picked her up!
It's my first morning in Cologne and I'm so tired. But on the bright side, I'm one country closer to being back home.
Even though I'm super busy, you're still on my mind every day. Please don't forget about me❤️
Sitting up, Bun squinted at the searing light pouring in through the window and swung his legs over the edge of a bed that wasn't his. Hair in shambles, his bloodshot eyes surveyed the surroundings that he had only a hazy, dream-like memory of stumbling into the night before.
Loud music, dark liquor and sativa. Hazel, siren-like eyes. Hands caressing his body, large hands gripped around her small waist. High-pitched moans of ecstasy as he found every single orgasm he'd deprived himself of while crushing over a woman that already had a man.
He already felt as empty as he did after things went south with with Mrs. McGinnis. After reading Taylor's messages, he felt even more like a piece of shit. He was low key still in love with one woman while wanting another, but habitually fucking a third.
What the fuck was he even doing? His therapist was gonna love making him unpack all this designer baggage.
He rested an elbow on his thigh and shielded his face from the blinding sunlight while combating the wave of nausea threatening to send him running to the bathroom. Whether he was sick because of the lingering alcohol in his system or because of his actions was yet to be determined. Thankfully, it subsided enough for him to untangle himself from Joy's sheets and come to stand.
Reaching overhead, he stretched until he got several satisfying pops from his spine. He then glanced down the front of his naked body and placed a relieved hand on his chest, thanking who the fuck ever was listening that he'd worn a condom because he was too shit-faced to remember if he did or not. At least his slutty shoulder demon, who had complete control of his dick last night, was smart enough to strap up.
After pulling it off, he took it to the bathroom with him and flushed it after relieving himself because Joy was cool and all but he couldn't be too careful. Kids were something he never wanted, especially not like this, and especially not with her.
He hadn't gotten that fucked up in a while. Thank god he didn't have to drive anywhere. His dorm was just two floors down.
He washed his hands and splashed some cold water on his face, hoping it would wake him up enough to not feel like a walking, hungover corpse but with his pale complexion, red eyes and the purplish bags beneath them, he still looked like one.
