The little things

4

I wake up with a major headache. I look around and I see that I'm not in my room. Murphy is laying next to me and I start to panic. I feel the sheets with my bare skin as I realize I have only undergarments on. I get out of bed and put on my clothes as fast as i can. I wake up Murphy and he jumps up with fear.
"What!" He says as he is barely waking up.
"Did we you know?" I say scared.
"No! I just had to take you home because you got so drunk last night, and you had throw up on your clothes so I washed them. You're welcome."
"Oh" I say calming down. "So can you take me home?"
He looks up at me and shakes his head.
"Fine! But you owe me big time for this." I start to walk off as I'm gonna walk home.
"Wait!" He screams and I turn around. "Stay for a little, I'll make breakfast."
I go sit down in the kitchen.
The walls are dark grey and there are marble counter tops. The place feels so warm and inviting. Even though it smells like smoke it's still a home. He turns on the stove and puts some type of food in a pan. I cringe at the sight of it. I walk over to the coffee maker and make some coffee. I sit back down with my beverage and listen to the sizzling that fills the room. Murphy whistles as he cooks.
"Music?" He asks breaking my concentration.
"Sure." He turns on some 'Blackbear' and sings along. He puts my food down in front of me and I start to eat. Soon I get this urge to go back to sleep. I walk to the bedroom, take my clothes off and fall in bed. I soon feel Murphy's arms wrap around me as I dose off.