"𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙜𝙪𝙮, 𝙛𝙞𝙭 𝙢𝙚"

Paige

I woke up to the sun shining down on my face. Arm numb from laying on it, hair was a mess. I was a mess. I thought about last night, teenagers drinking like their life depended on it, the rest from the night before seemed like a blur to me. I thought about my mom. I had told her the previous night, that I'd be home by curfew. This was obviously way past curfew. But that wasn't my main worry right now. I didn't know where I was, or who I was with.

The ceiling that I was looking up at, looked oddly familiar in a way. But not familiar enough for me to have a clue about where I was. I removed my own blonde hair from my mouth and sat up to get a better look at my surroundings. A pile of paper on a desk with a pencil holder and Star Trek comic books next to it, and posters with various famous people in the scientific field on them

It took about a half minute for me to realise where I was. Was I in Sheldon Cooper's dorm room after a frat party? Worse, was I Sheldon Cooper's bed after a frat party? Surely not, this could easily be anyone's dorm room. I looked down to see a boy sleeping on a mattress next to me. He was covered with a thin blanket, showing only his face from above his mouth and his dark brown hair, which was enough confirmation for me to see that it was in fact Sheldon. His hair looked messy. I have certainly never seen it like that before. I sighed in relief that it wasn't some random weirdo but a weirdo that I knew, and that he was laying on a mattress on the floor.

"You're staring" I heard. I hadn't realised that I'd been gazing at him for almost a minute.

"Sorry, spaced out"

"Are you still inebriated?"

"No, just hungover"

Sheldon sat up and rubbed his tired eyes with the palm of his hand. He brushed his fingers through his hair, but seemed to struggle a lot with it.

"When are you going home?"

"Goodmorning Sheldon! Love you too" I said in a very sarcastic way, not like he would understand anyways.

"Morning, could u answer my question? I have to catch the bus in an hour and I don't feel safe with people my room while I'm gone, now that I've actually started staying here overnight"

I scooted down onto his mattress, which he did not seem very fond of"

"Sheldon we are friends, you can trust me"

"Yesterday you were close to going home with an 18 year old you met at the party" He said. the monotone  in his voice made it clear that he still wasn't happy with me being here.

"Right, but I was drunk and now I'm sober. There's a big difference". I said and added pressure on the 'big'.

Sheldon ignored my reply and got up and looked in his closet for some clothes to wear.

"Turn around, I'm changing"

"Change in the bathroom"

"There's barf on the toilet seat and floor that I'm certainly not gonna clean up" he announced.

After a sigh and an eye roll, I faced the wall to not look at Sheldon while I made my way to the bathroom. Sheldon was right, it was disgusting in here. I must be an amazing one night roomie, i thought to myself. I managed to make the toilet seat and floor look clean enough for Sheldons approval. Sheldon was done changing and went into the bathroom to fix up his hair.