Sunlight shone in through the curtains of the bedroom windows, lighting you and your girlfriend - Alicia Parson - in gold. You didn't fully remember last night. The two of you went to a frat party with the rest of your friends, and from the headache you were slowly starting to get, you had clearly gotten drunk.

Alicia gave a small, sleepy sound as she snuggled closer into your chest. Her cheek was pressed against the collar of your shirt, and your arms were wrapped around her's.