This morning I woke up late in bed with a stranger, just like every morning I guess. I got up before the snoring, shirtless guy with a sleeve of tats got up. I made sure I didn’t forget anything then left his room. I tried getting out the door without stepping on any sleeping drunks and succeeded. I couldn’t be late for work this morning or I’m my stupid ass manager was going to fire me. Lucky for me, my apartment I shared with my closest friend, Mika, was literally six miles away and I didn’t have a car. I was wearing a short, tight dress with heels and my hair was in its post-party curls. I dialed up Mika praying that he was awake to come and pick me up. The temperature seemed to be dropping with every annoying ass ring. He finally picked with his groggy morning voice.
“What.” he answers
“Hi, it’s me Bre. Can you come pick up at the frat house by Thorwood Avenue?” I said quickly. He sighs over the line.
“Be ready. I’m not waiting for you while you’re making out with some bastard inside. Bye.” he hung up. I smile at his adorableness.
I’m twenty years old and majoring in graphic design. I don’t really give a fuck about college but my parents are these goody goodies and are making me go. If they an inkling about what happened last night, and every night really, they’d whip my ass. I got three tattoos just to piss them off.
My folks also think Mika is a good influence on me. I beg to differ. He was my first time.
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Friends With Benefits (Mika Fanfiction)
FanficBoth of them just your regular kids in college. She likes to drink and party. He does too. Read how Mika and Bre think that they're only friends with benefits until one day everything changes.
