3- Awkwardness

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Song: Here - Alessia Cara

"OMG, Laura? Is that y- Blughrrrr.." the drunken voice answers, then starts puking again. I recognized the voice, it was Sabrina. With that recognition, I rush into the door and hold her hair back. After she wipes her mouth, I help her up, and go to the second floor to help her find a room with a bed to lie down. Still supporting Sabrina with one of my arms, I knock on the door with the other hand. No response. I turn the door knob, and push the door open. The door is much lighter than it looks, it makes a huge sound when it opens completely and hits the other side, yet it doesn't catch my attention at all, because in the room, there are two frozen figures staring at us, mostly me.

I inhale to go through my thought process: there is a man and a woman in the room I just barged into. The man is Peter. Peter is kissing and undressing a woman. The woman was moaning when the door first opened. The woman has dyed red hair and is wearing a black dress that starts in the middle of her chest and ends in the middle of her butt. She is not wearing underwear.

The woman recognizes what just happened, and yells, "what the fuck are you still doing here? Get the fuck out!" I rush to turn around, but I stumble a little because Sabrina is still leaning on me, and I close the door behind me. I pause outside the room and exhale to complete my thought process: bad news - I just walked in on my ex from a long time ago about to get it on with a woman who is pretty "blegh". Good news - Peter is still straight. Peter is a good kisser. Also, the dorms here are very sound proof. I shake my head to clear my thoughts, and go to the next door. I knock on the door. This time, learning my lesson, I open the door slowly. The room is dark and seems empty. I turn on the lights and see that there are two empty beds in the room. I walk Sabrina over to the bed, lay her to her side, turn off the lights, and shut the door behind me as I walk outside. Wait, what if someone goes into the room? I see the mini-whiteboard and marker outside beside the door, and came up with an idea.

Girl sleeping inside, please do not enter. I write down with a red marker carefully. As I finished, I looked at the words. They should be easily noticed, I thought to myself satisfied. As I put the cap back onto the marker, "I don't think that's such a good idea." a voice behind me says. I turn around, it's Peter.

"That's only gonna get more guys to go inside." He continues. I shrug and roll my eyes. Whatever. I think of something to say to my awkward re-re-acquaintance.

"So... You cum quick, huh?" Oh. My. G-. Did I actually just say that? The most awkward saying ever goes to... Laura! I curse under my breath. "Uh... I'm sorry, it must be the alcohol." I lie.

Peter let's out a laugh, "look," he pauses to recall my name, "Laura. I didn't do it because there was a girl carrying another girl that stormed into my room when I was about to fuck a girl. You killed my mood to fuck, so I should be mad at you right now. Second of all, just because we were best friends for 3 years before I left," oh, so now he remembers everything, "doesn't mean you can say anything about it now. And third," He comes closer to me, our lips only inches away, making me blush. What is he doing? Is he going to kiss me? W.T.F?  He inhales through his nose, and moves away," you didn't drink anything. Don't lie just because you grew up to be the most awkward person ever. " A tear roles down my cheek, making him chuckle lightly. Butt-hole. I walk down stairs and head back to my dorm.

It only takes me 2 minutes until I reach my room. The two dorms are right beside each other, at most 6 feet apart. I shut my door behind me and sit down to take off my make up. I check my phone, one message from Evan, and it's 3 am. Wow, broke a record. I shouldn't have even went to the party. I start thinking to myself. If I didn't maybe would never see Peter, never had to take care of Sabrina, see Peter again... I sigh, and walk to close the curtains. As my hand reaches out to the curtain, I realize that I can see into the whole room against mine from the dorm I just came from extremely clearly. It looked familiar for some reason. Of course, the two buildings are perfectly mirrored, I think to myself as a naked Peter walks into that room. Okay, I can think of another reason.

Awkward encounter number three of the night. Awkwardness level, 100/100. Shit.







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