ONE STEP CLOSER

Lyrical woke up snuggled into a broad chest that morning. It registered in her brain that the chest unmistakably did not belong to Melody. Then who was this person in her room on her bed?

The last thing she remembered was having drinks with someone.

Then it dawned on her. She was with Jonathan, on a date, and they were drinking. And Lyrical was well aware she is not good with handling herself after a drink.

"Fuck Me!" she squealed and slid open her eyes as she woke up in a panic.

"Whoa! Language." Lyrical was playfully scolded.

She heaved a sigh as she realized who trespassed her private space.

"Norman." she groaned in annoyance. "What are you doing in my room?. Then kicked him, "And what are you doing on my bed."

"Hey! Relax, sis." Norman slumped into the bed. "Your bedroom door was open, and I've been trying to wake you up for thirty minutes, but you won't wake up."

Lyrical clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes.