off to the races🏁

chapter 1

I awake in the morning to find myself in someone else's bed, laying next to a huge sweaty man that is snoring like no tomorrow. Nice. I sit up in bed - my belly button piercing stings from the fresh wound, but I don't mind. I plant my feet firmly on the ground before I quickly lose my balance and face plant onto the mashed, burgundy carpet -- I feel like I'm in some weird 70's porno and the fat, sweaty man is going to 'surprise' me at any time. Who is he anyways?
I pull myself up and walk out a door to the left of the bed. I assume I'm in the living room, since there's a couch and a tv, but boy am I wrong. Apparently fat sweaty man has a roommate and I let out a little shriek as I see him walk across the room
"Mornin sunshine," he says quietly as he holds a finger to his mouth motioning for me to be quiet. "How did he even get you here last night?"

For once in my life I don't have a complete answer.