silent sun

you don't remember?

TW: vomit

Audrey woke up the next morning in a dorm that was definitely not hers. she sat up, and looked around trying to figure out where she was.

it was Rons dorm.

and she was in his bed.

and his clothes.

her heart rate quickened, as she desperately tried to remember what happened the night before.

after they smoked, they made they're way back to the party, and as Audrey felt her high start to consume her, she had the urge to drink, and a lot.

she had gotten so drunk, that she couldnt remember anything after the weed.

all she knew, is that she was in Ron's bed, after he had practically confessed to her.

suddenly Ron walked into the room, attempting to tie his tie.

"come on rey, we have class, we've already missed breakfast." he said as he shut the door behind him. "cho brought your robes last night," he nodded his head to the robes sitting on his dresser.

"why am i here?" she asked as she climbed out of his bed.

"you don't remember?" he asked, as he admired her wearing his sweatpants, and the jumper his mom made for him.

"uhm no," she said, picking up the robes.

"well," he laughed.

***

Audrey was officially hammered.

she had never been this drunk before, and she was starting to really like it.

dean had finally shown up, and Audrey was ecstatic.

"deanie!" she giggled, practically throwing herself into his arms. "baby, i missed you!"

"oh yeah?" he asked, pulling her close to him.

"mhm," she hummed, trying to get him to dance with her.

"how about we go to my dorm?" he said into her ear, trying to pull her to the stairs.

"but, i wanna dance!" she said, swaying her hips.

"we can dance in my room, alright?" he pulled her up the stairs, and into his dorm.

he pulled her onto his bed, hands exploring her body.

"did you watch the game?" she asked as she fell, "it was, horrible!"

"mhm," he hummed, as he kissed her neck.

he worked his way up from her neck to his lips, kissing her passionately.

"dean-" she said into his mouth, his hands squeezing her ass firmly.

he ignored her, and continued kissing, flicking his tongue in a way that made her a tad uncomfortable.

"dean sto-" she pushed away, getting fed up.

"cmon," he muttered, pressing his lips into hers.

"i said stop!" she exclaimed, pushing away from him, practically falling out of his bed.