Last night, you felt very upset and decided to go out to a bar. it was a bar close to your house so you knew you’d be able to get home safely. A few drinks and you’d go home, right? no..

You’d accidentally made the mistake of overdoing it and drinking way too much.

After about your eighteenth shot of vodka, you don’t remember much after that. You don’t remember getting home.

You slowly crack your eyes open and sit up in the bed you were comfortably sleeping in, your head pounding and lower back hurting a little.

You look around the room, the walls covered in pastel street art, mannequins and clothes all over the place. this definitely wasn’t your room, but it looked familiar to you..

After a few moments of registering what had happened the night beforehand, you finally seemed to notice you weren’t alone.

You looked over while rubbing your eyes, looking right down at Ramuda..you couldn’t believe what you’d done. you accidentally slept with the leader of fling posse.

You two were on completely opposite sides. So..how did this even seem to happen? how did it happen to you of all people!?

You had to get the hell out of there. You quickly stood off the bed, shoving some pants onto your legs before you heard a shift in bed. "Mm..Oh, you’re awake..?"