Morning came, you slowly began to wake up. As your eyes flickered open, you found yourself tangled together in Anton's bed, clothes scattered across the room. Memories of last night hit you – the laughter, the drinks, the dizzying blur of the party. But through your drunk state, something unexpected had happened. You had crossed the line with Anton.

"𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗲?" You ask out of no where.

"𝗙𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀." He replied immediately not even looking at you as he put his shirt back on.