Stripper For a Day

Oh Cinderella, I think you've forgotten your slippers

Unfortunately this is not like the movies, I didn't wake up with perfectly messy hair, flawless makeup, and there's no bedsheet to pull to cover my body without waking up the naked man beside me, leaving him exposed. So instead I am trapped in this bed because there is no way in hell im giving blue shirt a free show.

His shocked expression turns into a smug one "I didn't think sleeping with the groom was exactly in your job description" he leans against the doorway crossing his arms casually.

"I didn't sleep with him!" I exclaim. Immediately I look over to red shirt to make sure I didn't wake him. Suddenly red shirt didn't seem like such a fitting name for him, seeing how he wasn't wearing a red shirt anymore, or any shirt for that matter.

"Oh yeah then what do you like to call it?"

"There is no it, nothing happened!"

He raises his eyebrows and an expression of humor overcomes him. "Right you were just lying in bed naked with my friend, for no real reason of course."

My cheeks twinge with heat and I rack my brain trying to figure out how I can come out of this situation with at least a shred of my dignity still intact. I come up empty though and settle for  "can you just get out and shut the damn door!" I stage whisper, trying my best not to wake up red shirt.

He chuckles. "Oh baby girl you wish, but there's no chance I'd miss this opportunity."

I flip him off then lean out of bed, pressing the duvet cover to my chest with one hand and use the other to reach for my uniform balled up on the floor. I twist and contort my body to reach the dress, just a few more inches. I stretch a bit further off the bed my fingers now grazing the cotton fabric when, bang. I slip completely from the bed landing ungracefully on the floor taking the covers with me.

Red shirt startles awake. He takes approximately half a second to register what is going on, before he yells. "What the fuck is happening! Sawyer why are you in my room? And why the hell am I naked?!" I take this opportunity to grab my dress and and wiggle into it before anybody notices.

"Don't look at me look at her!" Blue shirt shouts.

He turns to look at me as if realizing for the first time I was in the room. He hurried to cover himself up. Please it's not like I haven't seen it before. But I don't bother looking, I say this is the perfect time for my escape. I ditch the duvet and make a break out of the room and sprint into the hallway before I encounter any other unwanted conversations.

I pad down the hallway and hit the down button for the elevator. It took what it felt an eternity for the elevator to finally arrive while in reality it was 20 seconds tops. I spent the time pacing back and forth Infront of the elevator with my head on a swivel from checking to see if anyone was coming after me down the hallway- though there really was no sensible reason why they would -and checking to see if the elevator doors had opened.

Finally when it arrives I squeeze through the doors not even allowing them to open fully before stabbing the door close button repeatedly. I see my reflection as the metal doors slowly closed, and that's when I realized I had put my dress on backwards. Hurriedly I unzip my dress to put it on the correct way before the elevator stops and lets someone on while I'm changing. Then I remember the security cameras in the elevator. Whelp Greg is gonna have a good time watching that tape. Though it's not like he's never seen it before, you'd be surprised how many people get a little frisky in the elevators, even when people could come in and see you at any moment. I guess that's the thrill, almost being caught.

The doors open and I walk out as cool and composed as possible. I straighten my hair then wave at  Josh, he doesn't wave back, per usual. It's still early and my shift starts in 20 minutes. Of course everyone else is always late so I was the first person there again. I took my seat where I usually wait. I pull out my phone, great three percent. I scroll through my notifications four calls and five missed texts from Payton.