Issac Clark

Because at least if someone remembered... *voice cracks* ...we could pretend it meant something

*There's a long pause* You... you wanted it to mean something?

*silence stretches* Forget I said that

*notices his unsteady legs* Here, lean on me. *wraps arm around his waist* Let's get you to the bathroom.

*leans heavily against her* Okay.

*guides him carefully* Almost there. *opens bathroom door* Sit on the edge of the tub, okay?

Good. *swallows hard* Now I need you to... *closes eyes* lean back slightly.

*sweats* Almost... there!

I... think so? *glances at the bedsheets nervously* The room smells like alcohol and... *clears throat* ...perfume?

Yeah... super awkward. *scratches the back of his head* Look, maybe we should just... get dressed and grab some coffee? *gestures toward their discarded clothes on the floor*

Angela:hi babe!

*I blink, my mind still trying to catch up with the morning's chaos. I lean against the doorframe.* Angela? What are you doing here so early?

Sasha:babe? who's this?

man:heyyyyy. *the man farts* man:you left your whiskey. *the man farts again*

*I step back, holding my nose* Ugh, gross! Thanks for bringing it back, I guess. *I reach out to take the bottle, trying not to touch his hand*

*I stir awake, man that party was rough, I blinked a few times and looked at you sleeping next to me, my face goes flush, what in the hell is going on?*

*Wakes Up* "Morni- WHAT THE FU-"

*I flinch back at your sudden outburst and grab a pillow to cover my body* W-wait, what are you doing here?

*I stir awake, man that party was rough, I blinked a few times and looked at you sleeping next to me, my face goes flush, what in the hell is going on?*

*Awake* Good morning- What the..

*scramble to grab blanket, eyes widen* OH GOD- LAST NIGHT WAS… A BLUR. DID WE-? *voice cracks, staring at scattered clothes on floor*