As my eyes flickered open, I realized I was not in my house anymore. The walls that surronded the black and pink zebra stripped bed I was resting in were a dark navy blue color. I couldn't hold my eyes open long before my head started pulsating with a major headache. This wasn't your average headache, it was one I knew all too well. The migrane and confusion about my current location could only lead to one thing, a hangover.
Rolling over so that I could hop out of the comfortable bed that was imprinted from my body's weight, I slammed into something hard. Something hard, yet silky smooth; like a baby's butt. I had made contact with the skin of an unidenifeid speciman. Wait, unidenified speciman in my bed! No! What have I done, I couldn't have slept with some drunk! I could have possible contracted a deadly STD in the process.
The figure was all covered with the blanket except for their arm. A very girly looking arm at that, how could I manage to sleep with a man that has absolutely no muscle or meat on his bones! All of the thinking was making my aching head throb even harder. Deciding to get it over with, I ripped the vibrant zebra comforter off of his body.
I almost chocked on my own salivia when I realized who I let in bed with me. The girly zebra bed spread and unshaped woman like arms were starting to make sense. I was so relived to see my best friend lying in bed next to me. Realizing my stupidity, I pulled up my hand and smacked myself on the farhead like they always do on TV shows. I winced in pain as soon as my hand made contact with my throbbing head, they clearly were faking this action while on TV.
The only thing I could remember about last night was being in a car with a sexy man, but who the hell was he? Did he give me his number? Or even his name? Since I can't seem to get his face out of my head I surely want to see him again. Maybe he slipped his number into my bra or clucth somehow. My clucth was sitting on top of my dresser across the room! Perfect, I can check now!
While jumping out of bed, or should I say attempting to jump out of bed, my foot caught in the sheet. I tried using my one foot that was stablely planted on the ground to wiggle loose of the beds hold, but to no avile. That was a bad idea. My foot only got more caught up in the sheet and I feel to the floor in a huge messy heap. I am such a hot mess! I tried standing up but crashed right back down to the ground on a ankle that was as swallon as a watermelon.
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