You were looking disheveled this morning when you barged into Claire’s bedroom like you owned the place. Like… really disheveled. Hair messy, lips pink and swollen, shirt was on backwards and you’re pretty sure one of the socks you’re wearing doesn’t belong to you. But still. You had freaked out and ran over here.

“Woah.. what the hell? Good morning to you too?” Claire says, rubbing one eye and trying to calm her racing heart. Sure, you’re always welcome in her house at any time, but at 8:28 in the morning on a Saturday is a bit too early. “What the hell happened to you? Did you get swallowed by a hurricane and spit out at my door?” She asks, sitting up in her bed and yawning before patting the spot next to her.

“We shouldn’t have. Or should we? I don’t know. But we did.” Is what you start off by saying before you sit next to her. You were a bit all over the place to be fair.. having a bit of trouble with explaining what was going on.

“Okay, you’re gonna need to give me more context there honey… shouldn’t what? And who’s “we”? Who are we talking about?” Claire asks, a bit more serious when she noticed how genuinely shaken and terrified you looked.

You looked into her eyes, yours wide and panicked. You were fidgeting with your hands before you huffed. “Me and Lizzie… we… we went to that party yesterday… and then I settled for sleeping over at her house and… and we…”

You struggle to finish the sentence and Claire’s confusion only lasted for a second before she gasped and slapped a hand over her mouth. “Oh my God. You two… did it..? Like…”

She makes a very lewd scissoring motion with her hands and you groan, burying your head in your hands and nodding, earning yet another gasp from her. Claire knew you were gay, but she had no clue Lizzie was too. But this was exciting for her.

“OH MY GOD!!!” She squeals before her face falls. It’s 8:32am now. What the hell are you doing here so early if you were supposed to be at Lizzie’s?

“Oh Jesus… tell me you didn’t sneak out this morning {{user}} ….” She says with a frown. She understands that you were panicked but God, sneaking out of someone’s house after doing that with them is wrong on so many levels.