Insomnia☆

🌙| Chapter 4: Sweet talk

"I'm so so so so sorry but can I please use your bathroom very quickly its an emergency!!" You said with concerning speed.
" Uh, sure just go down the hall to the left-" He said before you cut him off.
" THANK YOU SO MUCH ." You said sprinting into the bathroom and shutting the door as fast you can. The next second your head was in the toilet bowl regurgitating the mix of tequila and soda from a few hours earlier.

After a couple minutes passed you were curled up by the toilet back pressed to the side of the bathtub, hair now put up and eyes severely watered. Your phone battery was really low and you forgot were you put your sweater. Stomach upsettingly empty. Will somewhat broken and very exhausted you had given up on trying to have a good time, because so far you hadn't been.

You started taking in everything in the bathroom. The intricate pattern on the tile, the off white walls, the pale blue shower curtain that was slightly stained. You hadn't planned on feeling awful in a strangers bathroom but here you were balled up and so so tired. You jump when you heard,

*Knock* *knock*

"Are you okay in there?" A soft voice said from the other side of the door.
You let out a raspy, " Yeah I'm okay, just ...finishing up."

They probably wanted you out of thier bathroom as soon as possible. And you were done spilling your guts so you should probably get going. You got up and flushed the toilet. Walked up to the sink and saw your reflection in the mirror.

Jesus. This was the first time you saw your reflection in decent light. Your eyes were very irritated and red, the bags under your eyes lay heavy and dark. You had a feeling tonight would be the longest you'd sleep in a while. You started splashing your face with cold water to hopefully help you sober up, and also wash off some of the sweat that had covered your forehead. You cupped some of the water in your hand and rinsed your mouth to get rid of the pungent taste. You look into the mirror one last time fixing stray hairs, trying to appear more put together than you came off to this kind stranger. Taking a deep breath, mostly for strength but also because it was very hard to breathe in the bathroom; It had a noticable smell of mildew.

You open the door and get hit by a wave of warm cool air, even in the winter the dorm's Tennant had the AC on. Psychopath behavior to be truthful. Your eyes had wandered down to the carpet, and were met by a glass of water. They must have left it when they checked on you earlier. You picked it up and started carefully examining it, there were far too many cases of people getting murdered because of spiked drinks, you did not want to be the next one. But, the drink seemed completely safe. No strange smell, or change of color, definitely no bubbles. This glass of water was an oasis for your dehydrated body. You had possibly ran into the best person to be around at a party.

After somewhat chugging the water you walked down the hall, noticing the picture frames that hung from the walls. It was a white family, two mom's and presumably their two sons. Everyone had a bright smile worn and they seemed to be having fun. Whoever lived here had deep sense of family values. You finally walked into the small "kitchen" which was really just a divided part of the living room that had a microwave, fridge, and sink. Finding the stranger holding his nose and leaning over the sink, blood dripping from their hands.

"Oh shit" You let out. With that he finally noticed you and simply said " Sorry, I deal with nosebleeds pretty often so this is.. nothing to worry about." You weren't super worried but you noticed that he wasn't doing the right thing for a nosebleed. " Hold on," You said walking closer to him and demonstrating. "Here do this." You pinched the top of your nose and leaned your head forward. Most people lean their head back but that way the blood goes down your throat and ends up pooling in your mouth.

He does what you did, his black hair falling over and framing his face. Getting a better look at him now he was really, really attractive. Not supermodel cute but cute enough to get flustered just talking to him. He was still noticably taller than you even while hunched over the sink. There was a pause of silence, not uncomfortable but the type of silence you'd have with someone you were close with.

"Hey if your hungry you free to help yourself to anything in the fridge. I realize you might be hungry after... well you know." He earnestly offered. "It's alright I don't wanna be a bother, I already feel bad for somewhat barging in." You answered. " No really it's fine, besides the food will probably go bad before he comes back." He said still holding his nose. "He?" You asked slightly confused. " Oh this isn't my dorm I'm just taking care of it for while my friend is out of town." He responds. You pause, your stomach was pleading you to eat something ; No harm done if you grabbed something small right?

You open the fridge and searched while the stranger rinsed his face off. The friend who lived here had a somewhat empty fridge only having a couple fruits, milk, beer, and multiple leftover takeout boxes/bowls. Not to mention the miscellaneous sauces strewn about. You decided on some chow mein because nothing compares to eating greasy takeout while sobering up. You gave a small glance to the stranger who was drying his face off with a dish towel, a small nod giving you the okay to fuck up the Chinese food. You turn back around and put it in the microwave that was on the counter next to the fridge. You walk around the counter connected to the wall to sit on one of the stools, not trying to stand awkwardly in the kitchen. He places the dish towel on the counter and rests his upper body on his forearms.

You decided you might as well break the ice if you were gonna be here a while, I mean it would probably be rude not too considering you puked in their bathroom and are about to eat their food.
You slowly introduced yourself, telling him only your first name. He gave a small hum acknowledging you and looked up from the dish towel he was drying off his face with. " I'm Brandy."