<6> Talk Later, Shop Now!

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I woke up with my head pounding and no memory of the night before.

I groan and bring my hands up to my head.

The light shining in showed evidence that someone was in here last night. A vase was shattered on the ground as if someone threw it in anger. I tried to remember what happened last night but couldn't.

After a few minutes, I got out of bed slowly and go to the bathroom.

I turned on the hot water and stepped in.

I cleansed my body then rinsed off all the soap.

After I finish, I stand under the water, letting the hot water relax my muscles.

"Sam, are you okay?" It was Fiona.

"I'm fine!"

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

I stayed under the hot spray for a second more then turned off the water.

I stepped out and wrap a towel around my waist.

Grabbing an extra towel, I dry my hair quickly.

"Sam-"

"I'm getting dressed!"

I walk over to the door that connects the bathroom to the walk in closet.

Picking out some clothes, I threw them on then ran a hand through my messy, wet hair.

I go back into the bathroom and brush my teeth before walking back in the room.

"You look nice, what's the occasion?"

"There is none. Is it wrong that I feel like flaunting and flirting?" I joked.

"No I guess not."

"What's wrong?" I asked her. She seemed concerned.

"My brother left your room last night."

"He did?"

Why the fuck would he be in my room?

"Yeah, do you not remember?"

"No." I shook my head.

"You must've had too much to drink."

"Probably."

"What should we do today?" I ask.

"Whatever you want." She shrugged.

"You're no help!" I whined.

"Let's go out and get coffee then shop?" She seemed excited so I nodded. I typically hate shopping but Fiona seems like she'd make it fun.

"Yay!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of my room.

I stumbled over my feet and the brightly lit hallway made my head hurt worse.

Fiona halted and looked at me worriedly.

A door opened behind us and I heard someone clear their throat.

It was Dante. His hair was messy like he either just got out of bed or never slept at all.

"Where are you going?" He asked, his voice was gravelly from sleep.

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