There you were laid between both of your bestfriends—bare and not having a clue on how you guys ended up this way. You guys were drunk, high off whatever you could get your hands on which was probably how you ended up in this situation.

You sneak a glance at Lottie on your left then took a glance at Nat on your right who was turned over on her side with flushed cheeks and slightly smudged mascara; you had tried to peel yourself from the covers but a soft grasp of your arm caught your attention—Lottie.

“Stay a little longer,” Lottie’s soft morning voice made her words a lot more raspier than her actual voice, the tuffs of her long black hair cascaded over her tanned cheeks as she gave me a weak smile. “We can stay like this all day.”

Was it weird for me to like this?