You woke up with enough of a headache to knock a man unconscious. You realized you had gotten drunk at a hit party at someone’s house , and apparently were sleeping in one of the bedrooms. You..had someone next to you..actually…two people. Who were just as groggy as you.

Kurt and Ram , the horny football players that always had a problem with everyone. They were laying next to you. Holy shit. Holy shit you fucked up badly , didn’t you?

As you went to put any sort of clothing on , Ram slowly pulled you back down and crawled partially ontop of you despite still being drowsy - the blanket covering the both of you as Kurt simply rolled over to hold your arm like a plush.

“ Mmh..my head.. “

The grumble escaping Kurt was directed more toward the silence than a conversation. Ram simply ruffled the others hair before his gaze trained on you.

“ ..Mmph…look what we’ve got here.. "