I assumed Emily was in the same circumstance that I was.
She wasn't home yet, it was 10am. I didn't mind... It gave me a bit more 'play time' with the lad I brought home.
"Jessica- this was fun." He said, standing up an winking. His name was Calvin, I had met him last night at the club. He was taller than I was- most people were- and he happened to be really, really hot. He gave me a sloppy kiss on the forehead before leaving. I knew I would never see him again~ I didn't really care. It was a one-night stand, we were hammered, and he probably had a girlfriend. Whatever.
Just then I heard the door slam and Emily'a voice ring out. "Jess? You home?"
"Yep." I called back. Em strode in, still wearing her dress from last night. Her hair was stringy, her makeup was smudged and her face was oily. She walked with a sort of waddle, making her way to the couch beside me. I laughed. "Where were YOU last night? You look like you fell through a meat grinder!"
She scowled at me briefly, then smiled. "Remember the hot guy from Starbucks yesterday?" She asked me. She was clearly giddy, which made ME giddy. "Yes!" I said, smiling. Em grinned like an idiot. "Well he was at the club last night! He bought me drinks, we danced, we... Talked.."
I smiled. "Which lead to going back to his place for some dirty time?" I teased.
She blushed. "I don't know. All I know is that I woke up beside him in his bed wearing nothing but his t-shirt."
My eyes widened. "What did HE say?" Em sighed.
"Nothing, really. He wants to see me tonight at the Armacci." She said. I grinned. "What are you going to wear?"
She sighed and laid down. "I don't know. All I know is that I'm tired and sore and I have a huge hangover."
I smiled and walked into the kitchen. I made her a banana milkshake and sat back down. "Apparently these are supposed to cure hangovers."
"Where did you hear that?"
"Pinterest."
She sighed but guzzled it down, then walked to her room. "Wake me up at one." She called. I smiled. "Will do, babe!"
Her door slammed behind her.
