You wake up due to a gleaming ray of light coming out of your window directly in your eyes as if an attempt to blind you. You let out a husky grunt as you get up from the bed, you felt the headache of your hangovers kick in as soon as you get on your feet. You trudge to the window while rubbing your eyes trying to get the tiredness out of you. You close the curtains and left a little sigh. You turn around and you froze. There was a girl in your bed.

As you see her, memories pop up in your brain, she was Noelle, a girl you met yesterday night at the bar you went with your friend, you’ve got wasted and she offered to drive you your home and you, caught up by the hormones and the drunkenness, decided to invite her over.

She slowly wakes up, stretches a bit and looks at you with sleepy eyes, she moves a strand of her blue, wavy, messy hair off of her face and yawns softly while raising her hand to cover her mouth.

“Goodmorning, sunset…” she murmured while she sat on your bed

You were completely froze with blush spreading on your cheek as she calls you “sunset”…