Adoras POV:
A night like any other, the City too busy with itself, none too bothered by what any individual was doing. Once again, I am in some club downtown, wanting to celebrate something I had long forgotten and never really cared about, with People who wouldn't remember me if I would not message them in a week.
I take a zip of my Mojito, enjoying the freshness of the mint and the sting of the Rum in it, letting the Alcohol calm and push down the questions I had in my head, like "What am I going to do about rent? What about my Boyfriend and the apartment we, technically, still share? What to do about my Mother who has not stopped pestering me ever since I went to college?"...all questions, I had no answer for
Life felt as if I was only watching it from the outside, not a part of it and not important enough to be noticed but at the same time, I could find little to actually complain about. My Life was good, on the outside, a good college, many Friends, a Boyfriend and sometimes, I'm even happy enough to smile from the Heart...this should be enough...right?
Out of the corner of my Eye, I spot a gathering of People who are screaming at each other but the Music doesn't let their sound come to me, only their Facial expression and Body language tell of a Fight. I just sit there, thinking myself Lucky not to share their problems when one of the Guys suddenly stumbles and falls backward, a slightly smaller Person, hidden behind his larger frame. A Cat hybrid had, apparently, knocked him out, her face livid and her Eyes filled with Fury....our eyes met for but an instant and I remember thinking "Crazy...but beautiful Eyes" as security dragged her away
"Hey, Adora...you having fun?" one of the Girls asks me
"Sure...why wouldn't I?" I smile, halfheartedly "Seen that?" I point towards the small group that was disbanding
"Yeah...crazy bitch just punched his lights out" she said and I realized that I had no idea what her name was
"Some people get like that when they drink"
"Yeah..I guess" she was already on her Phone
I miss the Days when I could get through a whole conversation with someone without them looking for something better, someone more worthwhile to converse with and go back to my drink
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The next Day my Head is hammering something fierce, alcohol becoming my last remaining friend that night "Why...am I naked? ...eh, drunk me is an idiot" I think and get dressed in a shirt at least. After I am reasonably awake, I walk out of my room and brush my teeth, brew some coffee and look out the Window, seeing the beautiful sight of half of a City and half of a Brick wall. The apartment I still shared with my Boyfriend was a lot better in a many ways, better view, safer environment, silent neighbors...but we both knew that we didn't want to be there any longer
"Monin" my current, temporary, roommate mutters, still half asleep
"Morning Glimmer....slept well?"
"Hmm? Hmm I guess...heard some weird shit yesterday from the neighbors, I think" she answered, still out of it and barely awake. She was one of the last actual friends I had in this town and when things got so bad that I stayed up, walking the streets to stay in coffee shops and arcades, anywhere really as long as i didn't have to go home, she invited me to stay here, since she had a small room free, enough for a Bed and a dresser at least...that was a month ago and i'm still here, just as lost as before
"Breakfast?"
"Can't.." Glimmer answered, pulling her shirt over her Head "Im meeting Bow to go to the only lecture we share" Bow was Glimmers boyfriend, a friendly, if somewhat overly trusting, guy whom she had known for over half her life
"Fine...eggs it is then"
"Crap, i'm late....gotta run, see ya later"
"See ya" I can barely get out as the door closes, I sigh and take my phone out. I got tagged in several pictures and posts again, showing my Face sometimes more or less rushed and unclear, silent proof how ephemeral my existence has become to the ones I call "friends"
Without much of an appetite, I make myself breakfast, trying to remember how I got home last night. I remember getting wasted and everything up until I left the club and ran into someone...who was that again?
Shaking my Head, I am about to get dressed when someone comes walking out of my room, yawning and fully naked...the Cat hybrid I saw last night "Monin...did I hear someone making eggs?"
"Y-you H..how...why are you here? How did you get in here?" I ask, trying not to look too closely at her
"How?..." she scratches the back of her Head, her Tail swaying rhythmically behind her "..I helped you get home and we...well, had a fun night after that" she smirked, the implication more than obvious
"Wh-what do you mean by that?...NO! Don't answer, I don't think I wanna know"
"So...you telling me you forgot all the fun we had" she walks up closer, swaying her hips on purpose, seemingly not particularly bothered by running around nude
"C-could you please put something on?"
"Why? You saw it all last night and especially close, i might add" she shrugged
"I ...don't remember any of this. Please leave"
"Lea...bitch, you offered me that i could stay with you, hell you begged me" she suddenly said, visibly flustered and getting angry
"Stay where? This ain't even my place"
"Yeah, I was wondering bout that..." she said, bending over to pick up her shirt and giving me a full view that made me turn around on reflex "You did mention an address..."
"I...look, I don't know what drunk me has promised you but ...you need to leave" I say before I start to realize the most obvious thing to say "i'm not even gay..."
"...you were pretty gay yesterday when you were enthusiastically licking my.."
"STOP!...please, just leave"
She looks at me, disappointed and hurt, finishing getting dressed into her black short pants"..fine, have your little denial freakout but I need a place to stay and you are literally my only option right now...I'll be waiting at the address you gave me, let's say at 5?"
"I'm not gonna be there" i say, more bitter than angry
"We'll see about that" with a wink, she closes the door behind her, leaving me in a state that one might call "Gay panic"...even though I'm straight...right? I never questioned my sexuality before and I was not about to start now
"Im can't even be sure she wasn't lying, she could have just spent the night beside me...that's not so wrong, right?...RIGHT? ...but..then why did I wake up naked?"
A/N
Welcome to my little experiment. I will admit that I am only writing this to get the Story out and practice writing Smut a bit more, since I don't belive myself to be that great at it. Tell me what you think and have a great Day.
Ch 2 will be out on the next weekend
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