Complaints came easy to Alex, and by the time that she began to wake up, her brain was already processing some. She couldn't ignore the way that the room smelled like the musty old library, and the bed was extremely uncomfortable. Were these really school issued sheets or something? People slept on something other than silk? Her eyes weren't even open, and she already felt sick to her stomach imagining the wretch that she would roll over and see beside her.
She shouldn't have drank so much last night, but it was really Charlie's fault in the end, for leaving her to drink and be miserable. If she had been with Charlie, she never would have gotten into whatever mess she was in now.
Turning on her side, however, even if Alex had drank and entire liquor store she never would have predicted who's bed she had ended up in. Who the fuck was this bitch? Wasn't she the class president or some other stupid position of supposed power? Nerds and losers, nothing but figureheads. But yet she was in bed with one, and quite a naked one at that.
She hadn't even noticed the other bed in the room, or Sera stirring behind her. "Oh, disgusting!" she groaned, as she began to remember what had happened the night before. That stupid punch she had been chasing her liquor with. Had this little bitch slipped her a roofie or something? "Gross!" she insisted again, giving Meka a rough shove away from her. There wasn't might room in the bed, but she really didn't care if the other girl fell out on her ass or not.
"Get away from me, you mongaloid!"