Not Just Fucking (a Shane Mccutcheon Love Story)

Hangovers are a bitch

*Jaspers P.O.V*

It's the next morning and despite only having a few beers and a couple shots I feel like shit. It must be the "new air and unfamiliar surroundings" bullshit. Time to take an Advil and get some coffee. I get out of bed and realize I slept in my cloths. Everything but my socks and shoes. I must have crashed hard. Drinking and fucking must drain me. However last night was great.
I have no food in my apartment. That's it I'm going to starve. I'm gonna die.
"I've got to get some groceries and finish unpacking" I say to myself.
Well I better out some cloths on because if I show up in a market with underwear and a tank top then I might just get kicked out... I throw on some jeans and tie my bangs back with a bandana, then I slip on some toms, brush my teeth and put on my glasses. I don't feel like fiddling with contacts. Nope.
I grab my keys and head out. I find a nearby market, it's not too big but it should have everything I need.
I spend about 40 minutes gathering everything I need and the woman rings up my items. I'm so out of it
"62.89" she tells me. Not too bad.
I hand her the money and load my buggy (an Alabama word for shopping cart). I walk out to my car and start loading my back seat with groceries.
Just then I hear a familiar voice come from behind me.
"Hey" it was Shane, the chick from last night.
"I just wanted to tell you that last night was great and I enjoyed it. Here's my number, and since you said you were new to town, you might want some friends so I also wanted to invite you to a small get together at the planet tomorrow, assuming you don't already have plans" she explains.
"Really? Thanks. I had a great time too, and thank you for the invite. Yeah I think I'll make it. I'll go! I do need to start talking to people and making friends around here. I feel alienated." I say. She's so nice and charismatic. A very noticeable charm.

"I can't help but notice you're kind of pale in the face, are you alright?" Shane asks.
"Just a little hung over, it's no biggie" I didn't realize I looked pale..
"Let me help you with the rest of those bags" Shane says as she grabs the last two bags and puts them in my back seat.
"Oh um.. Thank you, I'll be sure to show up and say hi. Also, I'm pretty much free till next Friday night"
I say. I have a meeting with one of my sponsors.
"Okay I'll keep that in mind" she smiles.
"I've got to run over to work, I was just over here to pick up some stuff for Jenny, my roommate and then swing over to my studio, but yeah I really hope to see you there" Shane says as she walks over to her car.
"Bye! And thanks so much!" I shout.

I drive back home and put up the groceries, afterwards I unpack a couple more boxes. I still have a few more boxes left but slow progress is better than none.

Now it's about 9pm and I'm sort of fucking exausted. Time to cRASH. I strip almost naked and pass out.