REQUEST!!! I'M SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET TO THIS ONE :(

Last night was New Years Eve and you hosted a silly little party in your New York apartment that you shared with your best friend and roommate, Taylor. Glitter, polaroids, and alcohol bottles covered the floor, and almost any available surface. Many people had crashed at your place over night in guest rooms and on sofas. It was safe to say your apartment was, for lack of a better term, trashed.

You began to stir in bed, stretching out and letting out a yawn as you shift in bed. You expected your party clothes from last night to be clinging to your skin, as your hair was to your face as you lay in your bed, but you practically froze when you felt someone shift behind you and ghost their arm along your body.

Were you really that drunk last night..?

You tried to slip out of bed, not to alert them and get away from this person in your bed. You shifted towards the edge and tried to climb out, but the person behind you shifted too, wrapping an arm around you and pulling your in closer.

"Mmm... Don't leave yet..." A familiar feminine voice muttered to you as she buried her face into your neck and shaked her arms tightly around your waist. That's when it hit you. You were laying in bed with your roommate.