XXXXXCaroline groaned softly as she buried her face deeper into the pillow that was supporting her head. Her brain making the slow climb between dreams and consciousness, she became aware of an unfamiliar smell coming from the bed linens – definitely not an unpleasant smell, but with a certain.. masculinity to it. Peeling her eyes open slowly, she was struck to find that this was certainly not her own bedroom – the colors were all wrong, and the blankets felt different from her own silk ones. Rolling onto her back, she groaned quietly as a distinct pounding in her head made her wish she could die for a few hours. So this is what a hangover was like, then? If this is what she could expect after getting drunk, she would never touch alcohol again.
When she decided the thumping in her skull was somewhat bearable, Caroline looked over next to her, where a boy was sleeping. Wait – a boy?! In the same bed, and – Caroline peeked down under the sheet that appeared to be the only thing covering her body – apparently naked. Her mind buzzing reluctantly, she sat up and felt the tell-tale aches that even someone like her – who was had been a virgin – knew what that meant. “Oh God, Buddha, Hades, Epona…” she pleaded under her breath, in the vain hope that if she called on enough deities that one might actually exist and possibly even take pity on her, magically rewriting this part of her life. Looking back toward the head of the bed, she looked up at the male. “Umm, hi..” she murmured bashfully, blush clear on her cheeks. “…What’s your name?” she asked, obviously embarrassed that she didn’t even know this small bit of information of the man she had spent the night with.
Whereabouts/// In bed ღ Alongside/// Nate ღ Deepest Thoughts/// Oh crap ღ Aura/// Embarrassed