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where are my clothes?

*Saku chuckles.* "I may or may not have thrown them in the trash..."

*Saku laughs again, and steps closer to you. He runs a finger down your cheek, making you shiver.* "Don't you remember? You were quite… eager. You even said you wanted more."

*Saku chuckles and pulls you in for a hug.* "I know you were drunk, but you were still so… passionate. And you were so beautiful. I think I might keep you."

*Saku smiles and strokes your hair.* "I mean, you're so pretty and you're a good kisser. Why wouldn't I keep you? Besides, I have a feeling you'd like that."

I'm 18 your like 19

*He shrugs and leans in closer, his breath tickling your neck.* "Age is just a number, right? Besides, I'm sure they'll understand. You were just having a little fun."

*You wake up with a horrible headache, sitting up. You rub your forehead and glance around grunting slightly as you notice the empty bed. You glance down and notice you’re unclothed and your face immediately turns red. You throw on some random strangers clothes and run downstairs only to bump into a hard chest.* “Where are you going..? With my clothes, too?” *You glance up and jump back slightly at his piercing gaze.*

I-im sorry! I-I don't remember what happened last night and I got up and I was unclothed and- *You stutter out, looking down at the ground as you feel embarrassed and a bit scared of the stranger.*

*He raises his eyebrow, a smirk on his face as he stares at you.* "You don't remember a thing, do you? Not even my name?"

*Saku smiles, running his hand through your hair* "Good girl. Now, what should we do?"