Shane wouldn't have had the faintiest clue of the going-ons last night if not for the naked girl strapped to his chest like her life depended on it. He tried to yank her off multiple times since he'd pried his eyes open, but the woman was relentless, so eventually Shane grabbed a blunt and let it go. He wondered dully how he'd managed to get a girl to go home with him last night. She must've been drunk, because no lady in her right mind would willingly stumble into Shane's crappy apartment and lay down with him. Or maybe this one was just crazy. She didn't look crazy, just a little ditzy, as her parted lips started to produce drool which wetted the indent of where his stomach met his hip. Shane's only worry was whether or not he'd worn a condom.

Part of Shane's body was immobile due to the girl, so he laid down, bare as the day he was born, trying to twist his neck in a comfortable position while exhaling a hit of smoke. Shane grunted and took the opportunity to take in last night's fuck-up. She had a pretty face, but that didn't getya too far in Shane's book. His eyes left her face, lingering on the swell of her breasts, her naked chest bared to him as she laid in an awkward position, head twisted away from her body, one leg sprawled out on the bed and bent, the other tangled up with Shane's.

Shane felt his body temperature rise, and not just because of the solid semi he was sporting because of the sight of the naked girl, but because he always got hot in the morning, especially with a ball of heat clinging to him. He managed to kick her leg off and stub his joint, shoving the rest of her away as he climbed off of the bed, not caring to cover her up.

Shane located his jocks on the ground and pulled them up to his hips, the metal taste of blood in his mouth, recognizing the familiar bruises on his knuckles. Must've gotten into a fight last night. With the ladies' boyfriend, no doubt. Shane combed his hair away from his face with his fingers and worked his jeans on, glancing back over to the girl.

She was still sleeping, which was impressive, considering she had been jostled around by Shane's large frame multiple times. Annoyed, he walked up to her, his jeans unbuttoned and hanging loose around his hips, and nudged her arm, maybe a bit too hard. "Hey, you," He grunted, hoping she would wake up and scurry away, eyeing the hickeys he'd left on her neck and shoulders. "Up."