wash_away commented on blueridgemod's post in blueridgeschool:

There was something squishy on his head but he really couldn't be fucked to push it off. He felt like death on a California highway. He'd had hang overs before but this was just obscene. Finally the squishy thing was gone and he heard a voice. A chick's voice. What the fuck had he done last night. He opened one eye and looked up seeing a blue blur. "Hey," he croaked. Something in his memory kicked in. Faith, the blue haired chick from the dance.

But why was she wrapped in his blankets. He opened his other eye and pushed himself up. "Oh fuck..." He was totally naked. He reached down, desperately hoping to find some boxers before he looked back at the girl. Sure she was pretty but he just didn't bring chicks home on the first night they met anymore! Relieved to find a pair of boxers on the floor he pulled them on and looked back at Faith.

"The fuck is that?" he asked noticing the little squirmy thing in her hand. He was sure that was what had been on his head this morning.