Charlie.
Ya know when you go out to drink,and you tell yourself that you're gonna have one,maybe two drinks,but then you have ten.
And it's okay,because you can handle it,because you're an adult.
And then you wake up the next morning with regret,a headache and all sorts of wrong life decisions.
And suddenly you're life sucks,you're a screw up,and I don't fucking know,there's suddenly a earthquake and a hurricane?
Has that ever happened to you in emotions? And like...hormones?
I open my eyes lazily as the person next to me is adding so much heat to my body.
To my...naked body?
Holy motherfucking hell.
I.slept.with.Stefan.
I...We...no...why?
Oh,God.Oh God.
I let out a panicked breath as I peel his hand off my waist.
He stirs slightly and turns on his back,the blanket under his waist exposing just what we did last night.
I stand up slowly,but In my own disaster state,fall face first on my Persian rug.
I hear a faint meow and look up,to see Frank.