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The aftermath of the drunken weekend that was collectively had over Thanksgiving was one that he was a little late to, but was eager to make up for lost time. A short plane ride from where his motherâs show tour was stopped in Seattle for dinner and back to school made him only have the one day to really go crazy before school on Monday (where classes which were one hundred percent skipped) when things had to be back to semi-normal. His memory was gone past vodka shots and shotgunning an unspecified number of beer cans - the tall ones, too. Adam woke up to sun streaming in and, with a sound of annoyance, sat up in a bed that he didnât recognize.  âHuh,â he grunted, looking around, feeling his stomach. No shirt⌠pants were on after a quick discovery. One sock. Shoes nowhere to be seen. Or the shirt. He swung his long legs over the side of the bed, taking a bit of a blanket with him before he shook it off, he felt movement on the bed, and he looked behind him to see a sleeping figure, which shifted on top of said shirt he was looking for.  âWonderful,â he muttered, leaning over to subtly wrench the clothing from under the body.
holly had been actively trying to get more involved with the other side of college life, ever since sheâd got to huntington, but even though it had been literal years now, she was still trying to get used to the partying levels around there. rochester had been wild, laramie had been â well, it had been laramie, so california was certainly innovative in the kinds of wild people got up to. when her roommate had dragged her to one last party over the thanksgiving weekend, which sheâd pointedly chosen to spend at college, not even considering going to see her mom for it, sheâd gone happily along. now, she was regretting it, the headache she was struggling with feeling like a heavenly punishment for having gone a little too along with it. the worst part had been trying to find a place to crash since her friend had apparently brought someone back. walking back at what sheâd deemed to be a reasonable enough time, she let out a sigh as she saw a guy sat on her bed â her roommate soundly asleep behind him. âyou can just pull, she wonât wake up unless you like, shove her to the floor,â she said, still holding onto the door knob. ânot that iâve tried. that sounded bad, promise i donât go around shoving her onto the floor even when she sexiles me, i swear.â

















