She looked around. She woke up in an unfamiliar place.
Her head is spinning.
She quickly sat up finding her voice because she wanted to scream.
She took a glance on her side.
There, there she found someone lying on the same bed as hers.
Covered with the same sheet as hers.
She checked herself.
Her mind is frantic.
No, it can't be. No!
She's on her birthday suit.
A little sore in the middle of her thighs.
What have I done to myself? She thought to herself.
Without further thinking, she hurriedly got off the bed and seek her clothes. When she finally collected all her clothes, she quickly dress herself without minding she haven't found any of her undies.
All she's thinking is she needs to get dressed and ran away from that place.
Next thing she did is seek for her clutch bag, good thing she find it immediately on the bedside table. But before she goes out of the room, she took her phone and take a picture of that someone sleeping deeply on the bed.
Just a little souvenir. How I wish our path won't cross ever again. She thought to herself again and after that she fled from that place without turning back.
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Somebody To You
General FictionI used to wanna be Living like there's only me And now I spend my time Thinking 'bout a way to get you off my mind (yeah you!) I used to be so tough Never really gave enough And then you caught my eye Giving me the feeling of a lightning strike (Yea...
