zachy wachy 🥺🥺-zach howell x y/n

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3rd pov

Y/n wiped her mouth off, still bent over the toilet from the constant vomit. She didnt remember anything from the night before besides taking a few shots and meeting some guy.
She stood up, shutting the bathroom door.

She opened up her drawer looking for a mini skirt to wear out.
After sliding one on she noticed a strange bump along the waist line, and after pulling it out she saw a phone number scribbled on it.

She pulled out her phone texting the strange number.

555

Whos this?

Straight to the point huh?

This is zach, from the party.

Mmm doesnt ring a bell.

Lets meet up, id love
To jog your memory;)

333 drive lane