![]() ![]() ![]() The girl on the other side of the bed rolled over and narrowed her eyes at the new addition to our awkward little party. ![]() I didn’t bother to cover up she was used to walking in and finding me hung over and naked so I didn’t see why today needed to be any different. I never should have given the little brat a key. I ran a hand over my face and swung my legs over the edge of the bed just as the bedroom door swung open. A soft moan from the other side of the bed reminded me that I hadn’t come home from the bar last night alone, not that I remembered the girl’s name or what she looked like or if had even been worth her time to stumble into my apartment with me. At first I thought the pounding in my head was my brain trying to fight its way out of my skull after the ten or so shots of Crown Royal I had downed last night, but then I remembered that it was Sunday and no matter how many times I told her, or how rude, or whatever kind of debauched and unsavory condition she found me in she showed up on Sunday morning to drag me home for brunch. ![]()
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