I woke up with a pounding headache and sunlight burning into my eyes. I rubbed my eyes softly, being faced with an unknown white wall. I looked around at my surroundings; a bright yellow lampshade sitting on the bedside table, an oversized window looking out at the beach, and, to my surprise and dismay, a condom wrapper. Holy shit. Was this used on me? Shit. At that exact moment, I heard a short grumble and felt a heavy arm wrap around me.
"Mmmhmmmmm. I love to eat the pancakes. Thank you." I slowly squeezed my eyes shut, turning to my left to see Austin's baby face, a bit of drool running down his cheek.
Oh my god. I slept with my hot roommate.
My immediate thought was to text Nyla. She'd know how to handle this. Or maybe I could just sneak away and Austin wouldn't notice? We did get pretty plastered last night. I decided to go with this plan. I softly removed Austin's arm from my waist, tiptoeing my way out of the king sized bed quietly. Cracking the door open carefully, I slipped out and closed it behind me, only to be faced with Robert.
"Damn, Aves. Did you get that signature Mahone dick?"
I sighed while attempting to pinch myself, hoping that this was all a stupid dream. "I mean, I'm not judging or anything. It's big, ain't it? Sometimes we like to call him 'White Mamba.' Get it?" Nope, not a dream. "Robert, you know I love you, but first of all, you are absolutely disgusting. Second of all, don't tell anyone about this okay? WegotsuperdrunkandIthinkwehadsexbuti'mhopingthatAustindoesn'tremember. Capishe?"
"You sure are somethin', Avery Winters. I won't tell him. Pinky swear." We entangled our pinkies, even though I wasn't sure that I trusted him completely. It's not that he wasn't a good guy, just he's an idiot sometimes.
I rushed into the guest room that I should have been sleeping in last night, only to see Nyla and Eloise sleeping soundly. Shit. There was no way that this plan was going to work. I chose to go make myself a cup of tea. That was what I needed.
While I was filling up the teapot with hot water, I heard a couple creaks in the wooden floorboard, only to be faced with a grimacing Zach.
"I. Need. Water." He mumbled grumpily. I motioned for him to go sit at the island, and I filled up a large glass of ice water for him. He grunted in thanks when I handed it to him.
And then, the teapot began to wheeze loudly. Zach groaned, covering his ears and glaring at the stove. I quickly turned the burner off, moving the pot. I made my chamomile tea, and it made me feel slightly better.
"So... I take it that I'm making breakfast, yeah?"
"I think that you are the only one who'll be eating it, buddy. Everyone else will be too busy puking their guts out. Speaking of, how the fuck are you okay right now?"He asked, flustered. "High tolerance level, I guess." I shrugged my shoulders. "I mean, I had a headache earlier, but I'm okay now. Speaking of, do you need some tylenol or something?"
"No, it's cool. I mean, the puking is the primary source of my un-wellness. The headache is nonexistent here." I nodded at him, taking a small sip of my tea.
"So, you fucked Meezy last night?" This caused me to choke, and make myself look like a complete idiot. "How did you know?" I asked after my recovery. "How did I know? You two were making googly eyes at each other all night, and I know neither of you were that drunk. Tipsy, yeah. You two have wanted to do each other since the day you interviewed for roommate." He smirked, causing me to blush violently.
"Any chance Austin won't remember?" I hoped.
"Not one chance, Aves."
