A Survivor's Tale

Red Like Roses and Blue Like Bonnets

Lara sat in the living room of a young man's apartment, recovering from her hangover from last night's shebang.

Waking up naked in someone's bed came to be quite the surprise to her. However, deciding against leaving, she took a moment to get her bearings.

Her hangover was still assaulting her brain, unwavering in its constant bombardment of her nerves. Her nightcap partner was still soundly asleep when someone came into the room, a young woman with dark red hair and emerald green eyes, a flock of freckles resting on her cheeks.

"You must be the woman Otto was with last night. Sounds like you two had quite a bit of fun. I mean, it was like two hogs going at it in mating season. Minus the squealing and snorting that is."

Lara couldn't help but blush a dark red.

"Anyway, I washed your clothes with mine before I went to bed. I put them on the bathroom counter should you wish to stop using the sheet as a toga. You should probably take a shower before you leave though."

Lara's cheeks turned an even darker red before she got up and made her way to the bathroom to get dressed.

After taking an hour in the shower, taking in the boiling hot water. As she stepped out of the shower, she felt her hangovers reluctance to go away, being more painful than it was earlier.

After drying off and getting dressed, she made her way into the kitchen where she found a full pot of coffee. Taking a sniff, it was strong, but also very...well...sweet. It was like smelling a bouquet of oak and tulips.

Turning around, she saw the woman from earlier.

"I have to admit though, Otto has good taste. I'd advise you stay for a bit. Just until he wakes up."

Thinking about it, Lara had seen the trashy things American women did after the first night with one of her previous roommates. So, against the advice of the screaming voice in her brain, she elected to stay.

"So, do you Brits like coffee at all or tea the only thing you guys drink?" The woman asked with a mischievous smirk.

"Normally, I would go for some tea, but I've heard that caffeine helps with headaches and I would to leave this hangover behind."

"Fantastic! How do you take it?" The ginger asked.

Lara rubbed her arm and smiled weakly. "Surprise me."

That seemed to light up the woman's eyes like Christmas lights.

As the young woman was making a cup, a young man came walking into the kitchen, his package hanging out for everyone to see.

Lara, who had taken a sip from her water bottle, nearly choked at the sight of the monster before her.

Waking up with chicken head was quite common for the young man. Not knowing the two girls were behind him, he went on as though it were a normal morning.

Nice ass. Lara thought.

However, when he turned around, Otto nearly had a heart attack, freezing in place. His panic hid in his mind, all of his systems shutting down.

Lara couldn't help but giggle at the situation, taking a sip from her coffee.

A stuttered sorry was all that left Otto's lips before he left the room.

"Sorry, he's not good around women.  Well, not unless he's drunk.."

Lara turned to the woman and raised an eyebrow.

The young woman extended her hand. "My name's Evelyn, Evelyn Ross."

Taking Evelyn's hand, she shook it. "Lara, Lara Croft."