I woke up in the morning, my head was throbbing. That party was a bad idea. I looked around; I couldn’t figure out where I was. It was a dark room, the light of the dawning sun shun through the window sills. A bunch of clothes were on the floor and I felt someone next to me. I jumped a little, pulling up the blankets after noticing that I wasn’t wearing anything. Next to me was the sleeping body of the boy I had met at the party. I slowly started to put everything together in my mind. No, I couldn’t of, how could that be possible? I heard the boy startle and he woke up.

 

“What the…?!” He said, shocked as he saw me. He looked around the room and must have put everything together. “D-did we…?” He started.

 

“…I think…so. Looks like it.” I said, completely understanding what he was talking about. He looked strait ahead, into the blank, breathing heavily from the shock.

 

“How could this have happened?” He asked himself in a way. “It couldn’t have happened, no, please no…” He went on. He turned to me, “No offence.” He told me.

 

“None taken, I’m thinking the same thing right now.” I replied. He gave a small nod and looked around the room again. We stayed quiet for a long period of time; neither of us knew where we were.

 

“I’m Joe, not sure if I told you that…” He introduced himself.