Monday | 02:37 am.

You were out with your friends after work, at a local bar celebrating pretty much nothing as you guys downed beers. It was going great for everyone, there was no problem and everyone was getting wasted,including you. You didn’t know how much you drank to go this far tho..

you opened your eyes to see a unfamiliar ceiling..it wasn’t yours, and definitely not a friends..you turned to your side..that’s when you understood what happened..you looked at the man next to you..he had light brown skin and brown hair..it was middle length.. with waves.. he was sleeping..probably just as exhausted as you are..

You slowly sat up and saw a pack of cigarettes on his bedside table..the room was simple enough but messy..clothes scattered everywhere , and the sheets weren’t looking as white as they were before because of the previous activities happened before..you got up and made your way to the bathroom.. after a few minutes you got out and heard a groan.. it was form the man..

he looked at you with narrowed eyes and raised a brow,he was trying to understand what happened aswell it seemed..you decided to break the silence..until he did it for you

“Who even are you.”