A Mistake?

The Next Day

As I come back to consciousness, I feel a weight around my waist, and the different texture of the sheets I am in. I kick myself internally, I don't remember much from last night. I don't want to open my eyes because it'll become reality that I might of slept with someone last night. I groan once my headache worsens, and he moves. I stay completely still, hoping he won't wake up. His grips tightens around my waist, 

"Woah, what the fuck?" He wakes up abruptly. 

"Good morning to you too." I say. 

"What happened last night." He asks pinching the bridge of his nose. 

"I would assume that we slept together." I groan standing up and getting dressed.

"Do you remember much?" He asks, rolling out of bed.

"Do I look like I remember much?" I quip.

"Okay, no need to be nasty." He groans.

"Goodbye Robin." I say rushing out of his bedroom.

""Mhm."

I get outside and text Mary Margaret to come and get me and within ten minutes I am getting into her car.

"What did I do last night?" I ask.

"The last time I talked to you, you were looking for Robin and you said that you weren't coming home with me." She answers.

"I think I slept with Robin." I scrunch my nose as my headache worsens.

"Advil is in thee console and I brought you black coffee."

"Please don't leave me again." I say popping pills into my mouth.

"I won't." She smiles.

"I'm taking a nap when we get home." I huff.

"That doesn't surprise me. Do you want to come to the movies with David and I?" She offers

"I'm okay, thanks though."

We arrive home and I quickly walk and an rid of my cat woman costume and hop in the shower. I stand in thee hot shower allowing the water droplets fall upon my skin. I keep asking myself the same questions, Why? Why in the hell would you sleep with Robin, especially when you're drunk? Are you an idiot?

I get out and lay in my silk sheets and allow the the bed engulf me, it was stupid of to even get that drunk and then sleep with someone.  I fall into a deep slumber and I start to dream.

"Keep purring my kitten." He says.

As he walks us up I tease him.

As I keep dreaming my memory is restored and I remember that we did a plethora of times after the first. Damn, Was it some hot sex, who would've known alcohol would actually make your game pretty good. I thought it only increased the desire, and decreased the deed? I guess somethings can be wrong after all. Don't listen to what you read in a classic.

I wake up my nap and come across a text message from Mary Margaret ,

Mary Margaret: I'll be home tomorrow after work. Staying with David. Didn't want you to get worried. Love ya!

Regina: Okay, lol. I'm not gonna get worried. Love ya too.

I don't know what to do, I feel embarrassed. I don't think I'll be able to talk to Robin for a long while. He's my coworker and a friend. I cannot believe that I slept with with him. I am in utter awestruck.