Drunk

Blank she was when she tried to asumed who took her home, "or did i walked home", she thought.

She sigh,slightly turning her head,in a corner, she saw him ,an intimating but beautiful person.

Scared, she left the bar, not knowing that he was going to follow. At this point she was feeling a little bit tipsy.

She curse herself for drinking too much and had to attract that mystical creature. She was too light headed when she took out her phone and fainted.

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Gasping for air , she woke up in her soft fresh new bedsheet on the soft bed and a ray of morning sunshine,

"hold on, was my bed always this big?", she ask herself after narrating her own monologue.

She looks around the room, shit she cursed.

Not only she doesn't know who brought her but she doesn't even know in whose house she ended up in.

All because she was drunk.