A Night Gone Wrong

Vanessa woke up the next day to the sound of her door bell buzzing. Groaning, she managed to slip out from underneath Michael's arm, out of bed and dragged her somewhat sore legs towards the door.

Pressing the tablet on the wall to check who was at her door, Vanessa felt her eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets when she saw Mirabelle standing at the door.

Shit!

She cursed and rushed back to the room, practically shaking Michael awake like a mad person.

"Mike... Michael, please wake up. Mirabelle's at the door. My sister is at the fucking door."

After a little while, Michael finally woke up groaning.

"And so?" He asked with a groggy voice.

"So what if she's at the door? I'm your boyfriend, Vanessa, not your one night stand and last I checked you're old enough to have who you want in your bed. So go open the door."

With that, he rolled over and went back to sleep, leaving a panicked Vanessa staring down at him.