you were a popular girl, a bully, a player etcetera.

Ethan was one of your usual targets, you hated him, and he hated you, i guess you could say your enemies, so why.. why have you just woken up in his bed the morning after a party?.. neither of you clothed.. sore legs.. a headache.. and spooning together right now?.. he’s still asleep.. with his face buried in the crook of your neck, what will you do now?..