Made in Romania

Consequences

I wake up to find myself in a bed which isn't mine, my head is pounding. I look around and I don't recognize my surroundings. I don't know where i am. I can't remember what happened last night. I get up and walk around. I see Lucas standing behind the kitchen counter seemingly making breakfast, he looks so cute, I smile. He's not wearing a shirt and from what I can tell, he's wearing sweats.
"Good morning" I say, rubbing my head.
"Good morning, glad you finally woke up."
"Is this your apartment?" He nods, "what am I doing here?"
"He walks over to me, we'll see, last night," he looks at me from head to toe, and I realize I am only wearing panties and a bra.
"Oh My gosh, did we?"
"No, no, you were drunk and weren't thinking straight, so I refused to do anything you might not have wanted to happen if you were sober," I smile.
"Well thank you, that's very sweet, but can I uh, use your bathroom?" He points to where the bathroom is and I run toward it and as soon as I get to the toilet I start to throw up. Lucas quickly comes in and helps me.
"Could I possibly take a shower?"
"Yeah," he shows me where everything is and I shower, the warm water against my skin feels amazing. I quickly shower and of course, I'm not home so I don't have anything to wear. Freaking amazing.
"Lucas," he looks up, peaking my head out of the door I ask "do you possibly maybe have anything I could wear?" I awkwardly smile.
"Yeah, give me two seconds I'll be right there" he laughs. I close the door and walk over to the mirror, I look horrible, I'm so embarrassed. He knocks on the bathroom door and I run behind it and open. He hands me some basketball shorts and a black t-shirt.
"Thank you" I get dressed and walk out of the bathroom. I look like a really ugly boy.
"Well you look hot" he laughs.
"Shut up, I look horrible" I laugh. He walks over to me with a tray of food, it looks and is delicious. This guy can also cook, what can't be do. After we eat he agrees to take me back to my dorm. Once there I have time to think about everything that happened and finally I drift off to sleep, my head still pounding from the hangover.