Yawning I slowly sat up blinking in the darkness. Hang on. Why is my room so dark? What the? I looked down at myself to see I was naked. Oww, fuck my head. Shit. What happened. Looking to my right I saw a guy, rather cute too. Suddenly all last night's memories came flooding back. The party, the drinks, the guy, and *wow* a great night. Smiling I quickly got up. My head was dizzy, okay more than a few drinks then. Struggling to see in the dark I fell around the room trying to find my clothes. My pants were on the ground, and my shirt on the door handle and my other belongings scattered around the room. Throwing them on I grabbed my bag and headed out. In the kitchen, I saw a notebook, flicking the light switch was blinded by light. Never had anything been that bright. I looked around the kitchen before finding a pencil on the floor. Smiling I turned around, shoes hanging from my hands I turned off the light and waltzed out. I searched my bag for my phone and turned it on. Wow, only 5 am, no wonder the sun isn't up yet. Running my fingers through my hair I attempted to fix my hair and failed. Laughing down the street. I saw a couple doing a morning run, giving me a look that could kill, they judged harshly. Smiling I waved and yelled "the only reason I'm walking is cause I'm out of breath" and cringed. Shit that was loud and damn it sounded better in my head. Speaking about my head it was aching like hell itself. I slowed down a little. They judge all they want but they can't act like they haven't been there. Yea, it's the walk of shame, but at least I do it well. Or at least better than they ever could. Birds are starting to wake up, chirping as the sun begins to peak up over the horizon. Fucking birds. They are cute, but my head felt like it was going to explode, how the heck are they this loud. Thinking back on last night I smiled. I'm glad I gave him my number. Sure, it was mad late, and sure I had a bit too much to drink. But he kissed me and called me babe, when he asked me to stay I practically flew into his arms. Plus, he liked my dancing. Chuckling to myself I turned into my street.
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Walkashame by Meghan Trainor // A story
FanficYo I low ley wrote a story based around Walkashame by Meghan Trainor. I was practising writing but I like how it turned out so here yall go. (I honestly listen to punk/emo/metal/80's music idek why this was in my playlist)
