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i wake up to see a familiar face in my bed naked with me. i don't know who is it. but he looks familiar. he must go to my school
i turn from the boy to look at my table stand to see if i have water and pain medicine. of course not. i wonder what i did last night that my head hurts this bad
the boy woke up. "hey y/n," he said. so obviously he knows my name
"sorry. you look familiar but i just can't seem to get your name," i told him awkwardly
"i'm grayson," oh. i fucked the most popular guy in school
"i wanna know what we did," i was straight forward with him. he just smirked at me
"we fucked didn't we," i asked dumbly because i know we fucked
"yes we did. and it was a good fuck too," he smirked again
"i'm guessing because it was just another friday night fuck at a party, you're gonna leave," i stated the obvious
"actually, no. here's my number," he handed me a piece of paper, "maybe we can go on a date sometime."
he then grabbed his clothes and walked out
