In addition to the Ro'Meaves

Nudity

Zane woke up in a sweaty panic. He couldn't remember anything at all last night at first. Then a wave of memories came flooding into his brain.

Good God please no. Let this be some sort of dream. I hooked up with some random ass chick and now she's naked, sleeping right next to me. Wait.... Am I naked?! He thought to himself. He checked to see if he was in fact naked. With some random ass chick. He looked under the covers and, sure enough, he was completely naked. With some random ass chick.

It suddenly clicked in his head who this random ass chick was. His coworker from the café. It was Kawaii~Chan.

Kawaii~Chan? Was that seriously her name? Who in God's green earth names a kid Kawaii~Chan? "Oh honey, our beautiful new born baby girl is here. She has my eyes. They remind me of my mother's. What shall we name her? After my mother?"
"No let's name her something straight out of a Netflix anime. How about Kawaii~Chan? Something that sounds like a hentai character that horny weaboos jerk off too."
"Oh PERFECT!" Zane thought to himself.

Zane slowly crawled out of bed and onto the floor to make as little noise as possible.

When he was on the floor he put his head on the floor and looked at the situation.

For starters his ex-crush from freshmen year of high school was now on the list of people he had done on a drunken party night. (The list was now a total of three people)

Not to mention that she, his now co-worker was now someone that he would have to awkwardly see four days a week at the café.

She was also knocked out cold in his bed, naked.

Oh, oh that's not even the best part. He was completely naked, lying on the floor, trying to wake himself up from this shit situation.

Zane looked around trying to look for pants or boxers or something to cover himself with. Also a shirt. Zane had struggled with his body, when he was fourteen he had developed symptoms of anorexia. But that was a deep, dark secret that no one could ever know.

He looked back to the other corner of the room and saw a pair of boxers. Thank Christ. Zane thought to himself. He took four steps to the other side of the dorm and put on the old pair of boxers. It's just until I get her out of here. Zane said to himself. He saw his phone on the ground and picked it up to check the time. It was 6:58 a.m. damn. That meant that there were most likely a hoard of passed out college kids down the hall since the time that- that- Kawaii~Chan had come in was only seven hours ago.

He saw that his phone was about to die so he plugged in his phone to the charger on the desk across the room. He went over to the dresser to grab a sweatshirt or something to cover his body. It was probably a record for how long he had been shirtless around another human being, well Meif'wa anyway. Even if the other person was sleeping off a hangover, and sex three times.

Oh course with Zane's aMaZIng luck. He tripped over the open bottom drawer. The thud from Zane falling was relatively quiet. But of course his grEAT human reflexes he grabbed a towel hanging off a chair. Sending it to fall into the dresser making all the contents of ontop of the dresser to come crashing down onto both Zane and the hard wood floor.

This, of course, woke Nana up with a startled fright. She shot up and clearly had no recollection from the night before. Because she stared at Zane in fear, of forgetting were she was. And, that they had hooked up the night previously, because she didn't cover her chest at first. Which, of course, was bare.

Zane quickly turned around. He was bright red, he was also praying that seeing her bare chest for only a second wouldn't give him a boner.

Please this is the last thing I need right now. Zane thought. He was only wearing boxers. So a boner would be pretty easy to see. (At least it would be better than not being able to see it)

"Were am I?" Nana whisper-shouted covering her chest with the sheet.

"Well," Zane said looking at the window, what really happened? It was way more than a college hookup.

"I could ask you the same thing," Zane needed a mental break. He couldn't take anymore. He wanted to take an aspirin and sleep this long ass Sunday off. (Even though it was 7:03 a.m.)

"Why did you kiss me? You can't stand me. And was that Dante? From high school? Weren't you two a thing? And- and why did you kiss me?" Zane asked.

"Okay okay, I- Kawaii~Chan gets it," she put her hand to her forehead. It was throbbing in pain. How had she had to drink? She couldn't recall that at all. "Kawaii~Chan owes you an explanation,"

Zane just huffed out a sigh. Nana continued, "Dante and Kawaii~Chan used to go out freshman year in high school. Then there was a rumor that he was also going out with Nicole Vonronsunberg, I didn't choose to believe them cause Kawaii~Chan was an arrogant idiot when she was fourteen. She later then realized that it was true that they had been going out behind my back," Nana put her hands over her face and leaned back.

Zane already knew this first part. Everyone in the grade knew about the playboy Dante. But he didn't interrupt.

"So Kawaii~Chan dumped him. Then after a long tenth grade and half of eleventh grade avoiding him- Kawaii~Chan wanted to talk things out. Because it was pure torture having to look at him every day. With this- tension between-" she took a deep breath in, "So Kawaii~Chan tried to talk to him and... It worked out between us. We got back together, we dated for about a year actually. Before..." tears began to well in her eyes. Zane knew what was coming next. Dante had cheated on her again. The rumors were true.

"He cheated on you, right?" Zane finished.

"NO! I mean, yes, he- yes he did. But-"
A ball formed in her throat. She couldn't speak.

"It was more than that?" Zane asked.

"Y-yes,"

Why was she saying all of this to him. He didn't know her, her personal life. He had no idea the crap that she's been through. "Anyway, it is just hard seeing him. That's all. And if I could send him the message that Kawaii~Chan doesn't want to see or hear from him again, then he would leave me alone," Zane looked at her, he didn't know what it was but, there was something about her. Not just that her bare ass body was laying down on his bed. But something else. Something deeper than that.

That's when an alarm went off on Zane's phone. "Well, I guess I should get up," he said trying to break the weird tension in the air."Yeah," Nana smiled. "Um, can you- turn around while I um- put something on?" Nana asked. "I'll do you one better and leave. I'm gonna go to the shower block anyway," he grabbed a bag full of shower supplies, a pair of clothes and headed out.

Nana sunk back into the bed. She wanted this day to be over with so bad. Then she remembered that it was Sunday. The two of them both had work that day. And that they would have to see and work with each other for four days a week. "GREAT!" Nana yelled as she fell back into the bed again...

But now it was time to get dressed and get the hell out of their and pretend that that night had never happened.

If it were only that simple...