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I was never a party person.
I mean cmon, I literally used to stay at home in high school while everyone was sniffing cocaine off of people's chest.
but once I dropped out of high school, everything went downhill from there.
I woke up with a killer headache.no really, I felt like I was gonna die.
I've never drank before, I've done almost all the drugs that a person can take and still survive, but never alcohol.
it was my first time drinking last night, and possibly my last.
I have no clue what happened last night, but I have small clips of what was going on.
but nevermind that, where the hell am I?
It had the same structure as my parent's apartment, it just had more renovations and more modern things to it.
I was laying in a king sized bed with black and gray sheets.
this has to be a guys room, did I sleep with someone?!
I mean it wouldn't be my first time, but it doesn't mean I wanted to!
I lifted the blanket covering me and saw I was in a large t shirt and gray sweatpants.
And they took my clothes off too?!
I grabbed my head with both my hands in panic.
I heard the door open and I flung my head up, instead of some random guy, it was choso.
"oh thank god."I sighed in relief. He looked confused.
"what happen?"he asked in curiosity.
"I thought i slept with someone! But it's just you."I said in comfort. He looked upset.
"what if you did sleep with me!?"he asked offended.i scoffed.
"I know drunk or sober, I wouldn't"I replied nonchalantly.he rolled his eyes and sipped from the mug in his hand.
I took this chance to take in what he was wearing. He wore black shorts, up to his knees, and a white tank top with his hair gathered up in a loose but high ponytail.
he had two thick strands of hair out on both sides of his face, and wore a beaded bracelet on his left wrist.
he also had crew socks on with black branded slides.
