This normally wasnât how Ellie ended up on -- what even day was it? She had felt some movement on the bed. Originally she thought it was just her dog or cat getting comfortable next to her. That was until she felt the blankets move up to cover her more. The feeling of her temples pulsating, knowing she had way too much to drink the other night, she just figured that she brought someone home, or called a friend and they helped her get back to her place. That was until she smelled something in the air along with some clanging from another room. Groaning as she blinked her eyes open, she then noticed she wasnât in her room... or her apartment. Shooting up, fully away, she began to frantically search for the clothes she hadnât been wearing. âShit -- shit -- shit,â she muttered to herself, finding random clothes on the floor, she just picked them up and put them on, not even sure if they were hers. She couldnât remember a damn thing from the night before -- that also meant not remembering what she had worn either.Â
As soon as she was completely covered, she slowly made her way out of the room, almost tip-toeing to see who she was with -- if she knew them or not. Most likely not because she didnât recognize anything that had been in this home. âMorning?â She called out softly until she saw a female. Biting the inside of her cheek, she inched her way closer. âHi -- um.. I donât normally do this... I mean, I have one night stands, but I usually leave afterwards. Iâm ashamed to say that I have no idea who you are -- or your name and I guess I apologize for staying the night?â @loverismâ
