Colin was challenged to take Valerie out on a date. In fact, he would win if he could make her say yes. No need to actually go out.
But what Colin doesn't know is that Valerie has a past, not a dark one, but a bright and shiny one filled with unico...
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"Stubble or Clean-shave?" Al turned to me as he passed me the bottle of vodka. I took a large slurp and answered.
"Clean-shaved guys. Definitely." I grinned cheekily.
"So if I shave my face, you'll fuck me?" Colin commented, taking sips from his beer can. We were both beyond drunk to talk logic at this point.
"Maybe. Who knows?" I wink at him and turn to Carrie on my right.
"Boxers or briefs?" I ask her as I pass her the bottle.
"Anything with a dick." She answers taking a huge gulp.
"Oh, looks like Carrie won't be fucking you anytime soon Colin." I smirk at him. Everyone laughs as his cheeks tint red.
No idea how, but after finishing the first two bottles of vodka we resorted to this unknown game where we give each other options on what kind of girl/guy they would have sex with. The game continues for a long time and I don't remember falling asleep.
So imagine my surprise when I wake up in my clothes from last night, my back pressed against a very shirtless Colin. His arm was draped over my waist, while his leg lay on my hip keeping me in place. Not wanting to wake him up I quickly peeled him off me and got off the bed. I straightened my skirt and glanced around the trashed room. The vodka bottles still lay on the ground along with the beer cans. I spotted Carrie drooling on my couch, with one of the vodka bottles in her hands.
I checked my phone to see it was already 4 in the evening. Wow, looks like we missed school. Good thing mom was staying over at Nan's place.
Jeremy never showed up last night. And Nick had taken Seth home with Al and Stacy. I remember Colin and Carrie saying they wanted to party more. And while Carrie had decided for a night-stay, Colin had...
Why was Colin here again? Oh yes, he couldn't drive back because he was drunk and calling his brother to pick him up was out of question.
So he crashed at my place too. I quietly tip-toed out of my room and descended the stairs to find Clarissa making coffee.
"Make one for me too." I told her as I took a seat on one of the stools next to the counter.
"Don't wanna spoil your mood, but mom's gonna be home in 5. I would start cleaning if I were you." She spoke a little louder than my ears preferred.
"Fuck." I curse and quickly run up the stairs. I pushed the door open with a loud BANG, making Carrie stir a little in her sleep. Colin, on the other hand, quickly sat up straight by the noise. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes with one hand curled into a fist while the other hand freely roamed in his hair, messing his bed hair even more.
"WAKE UP!" I shouted as I stripped myself of all the peace and quiet I had earlier tried to keep. Carrie shot up from her position on the couch, making the vodka bottle tumble to the soft plush carpet. I hope it doesn't leave a stain.
