I shriek when I see the naked guy beside me. Surprisingly, that doesn't seem to disturb him. Looking down at myself, I realize that I was also naked. What the hell happend last night? Why can't I remember? I grab at the sheets and cover my exposed chest. The rustle movements causes my slumbering neighbor to stir awake. He lets out a roar like yawn before moving into a sitting position. He finally turns his head to face me and our eyes meet. His eyes widen when he notices I was wearing nothing but a sheet.
"Did we...?" He starts.
"...We did," I finish, closing my eyes as the events of last night wedges itself back into my memory.
We so did.
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Cover by Yours Truly
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.