Where Am I?

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After my 2nd tequila shot I was completely wasted. Me and Sarah got talking for ages. Time passed by. I couldn't tell you how long. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Sophie. "(Y/n)? I've been looking everywhere for you, I didn't recognise ya!" I turned around and said "H-h-hi Soph! This is S-s-s-arah PAULSON!" Sophie laughed and shook Sarah's hand "Nice to meet you and I'm so sorry if she's bothering you, she's an uncontrollable drunk!" Sarah looked up at her "Oh no sweetie, she's not bothering me at all. We've been having so much fun" I just carried on giggling. "Oh good! Well I'm gonna leave you two to finish chatting and go find my co-workers. As soon as she starts annoying you, come find me Sarah!" "Alrighty", Sarah replied. Sarah took my hand and whispered "Come with me!"

We went into one of the hundreds of bathrooms on a higher floor. 17th I think Sarah said. I just couldn't stop staring at her. She was one of the most attractive people I've ever met. She walked over to me and I just flashed a big toothy smile. Next thing I know, she's pressing her perfect, plush lips on mine. I kissed her back, hard. I was so glad that I was drunk because I would of panicked if I wasn't. She drags me into a cubicle and our hands are exploring each other's bodies. As if we can't get enough of each other. I can feel her hot breath on my neck and I let out a loud moan. Then she said, "Let's grab one more drink and we'll go somewhere a little more comfortable." And that is honestly the last thing I remember.

The next day, I wake up. I flicker my eyes open and stare at the ceiling for a couple of seconds. My head was banging. I've never had a hangover quite like it. I looked down and realised I was in sweatpants and a big, black t-shirt. But they weren't mine. Then I rolled over. And there she was. Sarah. Fast asleep. Looking as beautiful as ever. I saw her neck covered in love bites. Oops. How the fuck did I end up here? I thought. I kept having random flashbacks of us and I smiled to myself. I kind of regretted getting that drunk though because I wish I remembered it all. I slowly got out of the bed and realised I wasn't at mine and Sophie's apartment. I was at Sarah's! I crept across her room and found the bathroom. I was COVERED in love bites too and I was still wearing last nights make up. I tried to find my purse but it was nowhere to be seen. I decided to slowly crawl back into the bed. Yet again, I couldn't stop staring at her. I see her eyes twitching and she starts to wake up. SHIT. I roll onto my back and acted like I wasn't just starting at her for minutes. "Good morning", she said in a soft tone. "Morning" I whisper, "How are you feeling?" I didn't know what else to say. She laughs and pulls herself closer to me. "I think the real question here, Miss (Y/N), is how are YOU feeling? You were pretty drunk last night." I giggled and replied "Yeah my head reminded me this morning. I'm okay though. Thank you so much for looking after me." She slowly strokes my cheek and says "It's my pleasure, (Y/N). Do you remember anything that happened between us last night?" "I remember us in the bathroom..." I hope she explains what else happened because it's all a blur after that. "I brought you back to my apartment because I couldn't find your friend and you were about to pass out! We didn't do anything else don't worry, I helped you out your dress and got you dressed and we both fell asleep." She flashes a big smile and leans in and kisses my cheek. I smile back to her. "We were both pretty drunk but you were really good company. And an amazing kisser I must say!" She attempts a British accent and says "Would you like to see me again, Miss (Y/N)?" I burst out laughing, her accent wasn't too bad but it wasn't like mine at all. "Yes I would love to. As long as I lay off the tequila next time! Thank you again for looking after me." She giggles, nods her head, crawls out of the bed and heads towards her bathroom. "Oh, Ms. Paulson?" she turns around, "You looked beautiful last night."

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